Walking Not Enabled
The motley band barreled down the road after their leader. Morrigan, making good use of a raven form, seemed to be faring the best. Alistair on the other hand, in his heavy armor, was about done for.
Finally Elissa slowed, taking in the surroundings. The rest, in a clamor of metal and loose road grit, caught up. Alistair doubled over and breathed in great gasps of air while Wynne patted his back encouragingly.
Leiliana, only a little less winded, stepped up next to their oblivious commander. "Maker's breath, why do you run everywhere?"
"Things to do, people to see, Darkspawn to slaughter!" Elissa grinned, paused a moment for one last Darkspawn check, then bolted off down the road again. A cloud of dust marked her passing.