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Lighting; defiant, unpredictable and deadly...
Fenris watched as the storm raged and protested from the open balcony doorway of Denerious's mansion, no, his mansion as of three days hence with the much needed help; though he would not admit it to any other but himself, from his two companions – Aveline and Hawke – the captain of the guard and the Champion of Kirkwall. How he had such powerful acquaintances he did not know.
He had been holed up since he got back on that day contemplating how he felt on the matter. The feeling that now he, a former slave, now owned a mansion. One of the very places Denerious used to bring him and flaunt his lyrium covered self to his master's former nemeses. Ha, the irony of the situation almost made him want to smile, almost.
Wine glass in hand, he stood there thinking about the events in his half-life that brought him to this moment while watching with twisted fascination as the lightning rebelled against the rigid orderly nature of the Kirkwall landscape every time it defiantly struck the skyline. The place he now dared consider a home...