Chapter 11: Sera and Vivienne

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Ch.10 Vivienne and Sera met face to face at last.

Sera sat on top of the walls surrounding haven laughing madly as lady prissy pants got her pampered arse handed to her by Vines, she was laughing at the end of the match so hard she nearly fell off the wall. 'Man vines is one scary little shite!' Sera thought as she watched the bouncy little mage go off with the lady ambassador, sera turned her attention back to the court mage who was picking herself up and walking off with a noble aura 'She is a looker if you get past the whole mage and noble part.' Sera thought to herself as she jumped off the wall to go find some trouble to get into.

Vivienne walked towards her small cabin after the evening meal while enjoying the quiet the night brought, that quiet was shattered quickly by the sounds of a bottle shattering against a wall. "Get back here you little bitch!"

Vivienne stopped and looked for the source of the noise wondering if an innocent woman was being attack, if that was the case the attacker would soon feel the wrath of a mage Vivienne promised herself. As it turned out a second later the elven street rat that the herald had recruited came running out of a side street yelling over her shoulder.

"Not my fault your woman kissed back and climbed into my lap!" She yelled in a laughing voice at an enraged drunk man.

Vivienne sighed at the sight before her before she moved down the path to her cabin once more. If the elf could not handle a single drunk than she would be no use in the herald's quests was Vivienne as she strode into her cabin, she had just finished changing into her night gown to sleep when a knock on the door sounded. When she opened the door she found a scout who passed on the message that the herald requested her presence in the alchemist's cabin for breakfast to discuss travel arrangements for the journey, the scout also mention as long as she covered her breast and neither regions any state of dress would be acceptable as the herald and her second would be doing some basic beauty maintenance before during and after the meal the other women in the inner circle would be joining them as well. Vivienne closed the door and finished preparing for bed, when she laid down to sleep she found herself wondering what kind of beauty treatments the qunari and dalish had and what the pair would be doing.

Sera walked to the cabin that Asaaranda shared with Cassandra for the strange breakfast thing they wanted, a scout had jumped out of an alleyway and knocked out the man who had been chasing her last night to deliver the message about the breakfast. So here Sera stood knocking on the door and upon hearing the answer to come in she entered, she walked in to find the other women dressed comfortably in casual clothes that in her mind made her drool over every last one of them. Adaar and the seeker were dressed in nothing but breast bands and shorts, Vines was dress in a short tight sleeveless tunic with green short shorts while her soul mate was dressed in a frilly night gown the bard was dressed a form fitting dark blue tunic and matching pants. The one that caught and held Sera's eye was the sleek court mage dressed in a pale ice blue night gown with a deep v neck that was fitted to show off her assets nicely, Sera had removed her coat and winter gear and stood in a baggy brown tunic with matching pants.

Vivienne watched the new arrival as she waited for a proper first introduction but all she received from the herald was a quick few words as the herald lounged on the floor next to the bed leaning against the seeker's shins. "Sera, Vivienne say hi." Was all she said as she watched while the young elven mage sat on the floor leaning against the legs of young Josephine who sat in a chair running her hands through the young woman's hair.

"Yeah saw your match with Vines she showed you proper didn't she?" the street rat said and Vivienne snarked right back at her as she would not lose a battle of wit or snark.

"Yes and you my dear are the one who was chased through the village by a drunk fool." As soon as the words left her mouth Vivienne watched as all colour drained from the elf's face and she started to smirk before she remembered what exactly the words the elf had said were then she paled as well.

The silence that had come on the coat tails of the snark was shattered as Simra started howling with laughter at their faces. [Simra thought Josie and Vines were an odd match but this takes all of the frilly little cakes!] She wheezed out before laughing again.

After Simra calmed down they all sat down and sorted out the sleeping arrangements for the group of females that would be traveling as the males had already been figured out early, Simra would sleep on her own in a smaller tent while the bonded pairs slept in their own tents. After everything was sorted Vivienne started to rise intending to take Sera and find some where quiet to speak, Sparks saw this and spoke up and Cassandra translated.

{Sit Vivienne you and Sera can speak here while Sim and I let our bond mates play with our hair and horns, that way we will be here to help lessen any stress.} Vivienne sat with a nod of thanks as Sera reached for more pancakes that sat on a low table, Josephine and Cassandra stood before moving to a small end table to grab a pair of cases before retaking their seats.
Vivienne watched with interest as Cassandra clothe that she draped over Asaar's hair then she pulled out what looked like a sanding stone for a woman's calluses and started sanding Asaar's horns, she coughed lightly to get the attention of the qunari who's head was forward with her eyes close. "My dear what is the point of that?" She asked quietly and it was Cassandra who answered instead.

"Her horns grow like trees, sanding them keeps them smooth and even though they can feel with them they can feel the vibrations of the sand stone, Assar told me it is very soothing." Vivienne nodded before asking something that she just thought of now that she knew they grew.

"Is there was of decorating them for fashion or events and religion?"

"Yes according to Asaaranda they can be engraved with designs and painted or they have end caps made that serve the same purpose."

"Wonderful darling then would be open to doing that when you need to meet with nobles, it would allow us to make your horns something to be envied not something they could use to shame you." Adaar said something and Cassandra translated.

"She says she had been planning on suggesting it." talk drifted off so only Sera and Vivienne were talking quietly; they spoke of nothing just idle chatter comparing the places they had been.
After a bit Sera had moved to Vivienne's side to speak more quietly as well as watch the bonded pair, Leliana was sitting on her right which was fine with Sera as the bard and her new soulmate were both easy on the eyes. Her ears perked up as she got a fun idea, she had never seen Simra mad or upset up close even when Simra was threating her she was still so puppy like she wanted to see if she could rill the woman.

"Yo Sim I thought you elfy elves wore bones braided into your hair or something, what were you not good enough?" She taunted and she was to busily focusing on her target so she missed the tensing in all the other women.

[Simra only wears the bones we she is at formal events or ceremonies because the keeper told Simra to wear them all or wear none.] Simra laid magic in her voice to make her understood but there was a bite of iron telling Sera to stop that line of questions, but that made Sera push harder not noticing as Asaar began shifting to spring quickly if needed.

"What too few that your embarrassed to show them?" she teased more somehow not noticing that the two women sitting near her started moving away from her.

[No too many that they jingle and the keeper once told Sim that it would scare prey off.]

"Keeper this Keeper that, you should stop listening to what others think and tell your bitch of a keeper to stuff it and do what you want." As soon as the words left Sera's mouth she knew she said something really wrong as Simra's eyes started watering before she started to curl into a ball shaking as she silently cried, before she could even begin to apologize she was pinned to the wall head nearly touching the roof as Asaaranda had her pinned there with one hand while the other had a gleaming knife held to Sera's throat.

{Simra's clan is gone you bitch! The Val-kos and Josephine are all that she has left in the world.} Sera paled as she realized that she had not bothered to learn if the clan was still around first.

{Another thing is that the bitch of a keeper as you called her was her mother! Now get the fuck out and stay away until we say otherwise!} With that Adaar tightened her grip and bodily carried her to the door before hurling her into the snow and hitting her with her winter clothes as she tossed them out after her.
Sera just laid there for some time before Vivienne came out to her, Vivienne crouched by her head and spoke softly to her. "What you did was stupid and needlessly cruel my dear, but I can see that you know that. So let's get you out of the cold and back to my cabin and we will begin thinking of ways for you to make it up to the young woman."

Sera nodded and gathered her outer clothes and together they walked back to Vivienne's cabin, they spent the day and night coming up with a plan to properly make amends. The next morning Simra entered Josie's office to find a parcel for her sitting on the desk, a letter sat on top of it that told Simra how sorry Sera was about yesterday it was written by Vivienne but dictated by Sera. Inside the parcel was a large amount of elf root and blood lotus, her favourite herbs for making dalish treats also inside was a few Dalish trinkets and even a set of plans for Dalish warrior armor.
But it was the last item in the parcel that made Simra's eyes water for a different reason than the day before, even though the newly bound pair did not know what the knife they had placed in the parcel was beyond a dalish knife it still brought tears to Simra's eyes. The knife had in fact been the hunting knife that had belonged to her father a fellow mage who and been killed by Templars and his knife had vanished with him, the knife was like hers in the blade a simple hunting blade but the hilt was carved with the image of a halla and hart playing in a forest.

Simra could feel the power of her father's spirit hilt pulsing warm in her hand as she ran magic over it. Simra took her own knife and placed her father's knife in its place settling in the sheath perfectly, she rushed out the room to tell Josie and Asaar the news. That night Sera climbed into bed with Vivienne for sleep as Vivienne wanted to wait until their aura's was synced first, but Sera did not care she had made up with Simra and was back to being friends and possibly even better friends than before so she drifted of curled up in the arms of Vivienne around her with a smile on her lips.