@fenarri I do have to note that this is my “reading notes” handwriting, which is distinctly different from my “lecture notes,” or “writing” handwriting
also def recommend keeping the sound off - there’s an awful buzzing noise for some reason
fenarri replied to your post “how the fuck do people actually finish fic”
Death, the "finally" sex, family-up, continue with same life, or a good ol fashion cliffhanger times infinity... which ever feels more fun to write. ^__^
haha a fair point! I was more meaning in the ‘how do ppl maintain motivation to finish one narrative without getting distracted by 30 others’ but actually figuring out how to tie up the ending is another struggle for me, so these are valid too!
im not a drabble purist, so i hope u dont mind that this isnt exactly 100 words and its never gonna be.
the eyes of the shemlen burned into Athera’s back as she headed for the alienage, but she paid them little attention. there were far more important things to worry about than a few merchants in a middle sized town.
As always, the reaction in the alienage was mixed. Athera gave a polite smile and a nod to a woman pushing her son’s pointing arm out of sight.
“Its alright. I don’t mind a bit of curiosity.”
the boy looked up at his mother with big, pleading eyes. “alright then, if she doesnt mind.”
one hour later, Athera is surrounded by a small crowd of curious city elves asking every question under the sun.
“what are those things on your face?”
“how do you get food?”
“who were the emerald knights?”
“wait we had other gods?”
the sun crawls across the sky as Athera answers question after question, her smile never fading. Eventually, she got to her feet. “I need to get going before it gets dark or my clan is going to worry.”
a wave of disappointed mumbles rose from the crowd, but they all understood. some of the elves drifted away, others offered friendly farewells and hopes to meet again. to a few, Athera let slip where her clan could be found for the next few weeks. they were bold souls, maybe they would decide that Dalish life would suit them, but she knew that she couldn’t make that choice for them.
As Athera began to climb the stairs that would take her to the rest of the city, she heard running feet behind her. A woman caught hold of her arm as she turned.
“Excuse me.” she said, desperation plain in her voice. “I’m sorry to bother you but i need to know something. The Dalish, you don’t have Templars right?”
“no, we don’t. we offer our mages support, not imprisonment. its easier to learn your powers and fend off demons when you aren’t afraid for your life.”
something flashed in the woman’s eyes. it looked like it might be hope. “please, could you follow me so we can talk?”
Athera followed, already sure of what the conversation would hold.
once they were safely inside the woman’s house, the door bolted behind them, Athera smiled at the woman. “Can I have your name?”
“Oh! yes I’m sorry. I’m Lilla. My huspand, Arath, is with our children. we need to- I mean-”
“One of your children is a mage.” Even though Athera said it quietly, Lilla’s eyes widened in fear, her ears twitching back to see if she could hear anyone that shouldnt be there.
“Yes.” she said eventually
The silence between them stretched on. Athera didn’t want to pressure the woman, didn’t want to force the information out of her.
“Arath and me have been talking. all afternoon we’ve been talking. we cant hide him forever, and we dont know the first blighted thing about magic. please. will you take him? Fenarris is no trouble, no trouble at all i swear! so quiet youll never even notice him! we need him trained but we cant put him with the Templars and-”
“Its okay.” poor Lilla was approaching tears “I can take him back with me.”
Lilla almost collapsed with relief. “thank you! oh, thank you so much!”
“what about you and Arath? will you be coming as well?”
Lilla’s eyes lit up like a child given a gift, but soon returned to a watery sadness. “you are generous, but we have other children we cannot leave behind, and nothing worth anything to the Dalish.”
“we would take your whole family if we could. it would be much better for Fenarris if you were all to come. i won’t lie to you, it will be no less work living with the Dalish than it is in the cities, but you can be with your family, mage or no, and you need never submit yourself to shemlen oppression again. i think you will find it very satisfying.”
“I-I need to talk to my husband. we never expected this, planning to run off with the Dalish as though we were children.”
“Take all the time you need. its a big decision. staying the night won’t kill me.”
the last wisps of light are fading as Athera first catches sight of the clan’s fires. “Are we there?” asks the dazed child at her side, clutching his pack of essentials tightly.
“yeah. yeah we’re here.”
the family shared a look that Athera felt like an intruder to be witnessing. soft, hopeful smiles with a quivering of nerves underneath.
Lilla turns her hopeful, nervous face directly to Athera. “Okay. lets meet your clan.”
“They’re your clan now too, if you want.”
and so Athera led the family and their mage son into their new life.
urgh this is so dumb and i havent edited it but i need to go to bed so i dont have time! i hope i got across what i was trying to! i feel like i gotta say here, i really like city elves! i just feel like Athera wants everyone to be aware of their options and hates the idea of breaking a family up. and i need to be clear. she is rescuing Fenarris from the circle and the templars, not the elves from the alienage. i dont even know anymore but if i obsess over this for much longer its gonna burn a hole in my brain so here, hope u enjoy.
fenarri a reblogué votre billet :braincoins: kilerya: everyone! I’m going to kill...
He’s family… kick his ass!!
#brother or not... don't ever make family feel shitty#never hesitate to throw out a teeth rattling punch#it's a reminder that though you love him... your toleration of his ignorance is real low
ah but that’s the thing I don’t love him, I don’t particularly hate him either when he’s not reminding me I’d have reason to I’d just rather be in a situation where I don’t get these reminders, so not having him around, at all, ever