It had been years since the expedition to the ways of the depths and from that Carver had joined the Templars, I hated that situation was like a stab in his back, but then he understood that the best for Carver, was to make his own road.
It had been many things, all his family had been through a lot, but I was tired of being always watchful eyes the appearance of a Templar, or that his magical talents were revealed. Many things in mind.
She was walking down Lowtown with the obvious intention of going to hangedman, at this time probably one of the boys would be assembled there, was his only relief after being cooped up all day at home listening to their moans Gamlen.
On reaching the inn, carefully opened the door, today I was distracted. Why did not notice that as almost every night in the hangedman men held their breath when she entered, Marian Hawke often ignored when someone extremely interested in it.
He looked at the tables occupied there was no sign of Isabella Varric or at least since they lived there, he sought to Merrill, Anders Fenris or even if he were only there would be just perfect. But no one, walked to the end of the inn, to the steps that lead up to the back rooms, from the first room she heard a noise.
He entered with a smile, noting that all were there, raised their glasses to see it.
- Hawke, you had been a long time coming - it was Varric.
- Even Merrill and Fenris are here? - Said trying not to give much importance to it.
- I just wanted a bit of rum - Fenris murmured the usual bad mood.
- Ah ... I was bored of being home all alone, I'm tired of cleaning the house but this is still messy - Merrill sighed with his innocent voice.
Marian sat in the only vacant seat of the team, just off Fenris, he seemed to give the same, while Marian was too aware of his presence, if only ... - Hawke - called Anders, while Isabella offered a drink and Aveline, Varric and Merrill argued about certain illegal activities - are you all right? You seem a little listless - Anders asked her best smile. She smiled back, he was always so attentive to her - it's just that I can not wait until the estate is again to leave our house Gamlen not stand another minute there - took a sip of your drink, you burned his throat and he could see the elf at his side but was not looking, I was paying attention. Feeling watched, his nerves took to blossom, he returned to take up finished their first drink.
- Is it really that bad sweetness? - Asked Isabella.
- It's so bad I'm thinking of giving myself to the Templars to avoid having to continue living there.
Isabella river but the other two magicians in the table the remark had been amused, Anders looked pensive - perhaps you can live with me? - All turned to him - until you clear your land - hastened to clarify. Fenris this time he turned to hear his answer.
There it was again being discussed.
- No need to Anders, I will not be a burden, also I do not feel very safe in Darktown, not to mention would be far from mom and Carver - spoke very fast, her cheeks flushed, I could feel the gaze of Fenris about it - I mean, do not worry Hawke - said a little disappointed, steeling himself to Fenris Marian looked straight in the eye, had tried but did he proposed to live in his mansion? Of course not - I have an idea Hawke - intervened Varric - come and live here in the hangedman until you move, you're close to your mother and you would be better than Gallows.
- It's a brilliant idea ...
- Addition and would be closer to your favorite dwarf - continued Varric.
- And your favorite pirate - Isabella intervened.
Reluctantly Anders spoke - yes, yes, we are all his favorite, and I am his favorite magician is not it? - Asked almost like a child, she said nothing to what Merrill complained - I thought I was his favorite magician - spoke sadly.
- O no daisy, you're his favorite elf and Aveline is your favorite girl - Varric stopped to cheer.
- If I'm his favorite elf, then that is Fenris? - Asked Merrill.
- True Hawke, that what is good question Fenris? - Varric smiled mischievously.
Marian did not want to answer, because he was the favorite among the favorites but I could not put it to look like a fool, knowing that waiting could hurt him, Marian turned to see her big green eyes - Fenris is my favorite fighter - had flushed and before noticing drank his second glass to the bottom.
Hours later, Marian had drunk too much for his own good, was overturned on the chair - and I want to go to bed - had complained, Isabella came to her to take advantage - because they see that I will take you to bed - Marian stood up to face her and laughing - no ... you want to take me to bed - too drunk Hawke said as he stopped.
- Is not that what you wanted?
- Yes but ... - began to whisper while laughing - you want to do bad things in bed with me.
- Ah ... but you must admit you like eh?
- No ... I do not like women - laughed again.
- So what you like, humans, elves or dwarfs?
- Now I like someone ... but it's a secret - but had spoken whispered so hard elf's pointy ears and paid more attention Anders leaned interested in the conversation.
- It does not matter, people do not know how to touch a woman.
Isabella gave a slight pinch in the breasts to Marian, she giggled - gives you tickle? - Asked and then squeeze her breasts with both hands, laughed and Hawke and all but Aveline is long gone, paid attention, the laughter soon changed to gasps - and let me - but his voice was with another dye.
Fenris tired of the sight of Isabella Hawke advantage of the split, of course the pirate complained when Hawke was at home. Gamlen was the same who opened and then deposit it in his own tattered bed.
He went there as soon as possible, feeling like a good Samaritan.
But still remembered the shape of their breasts, and as he had wished that his hands were those of Isabella. He walked up to hismansion Hightown provided.