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FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Fenris
RECIPIENT: Anyone!
WHAT: Just looking for some help repairing damage in the mansion. ~~Leaving the cobwebs intact is cool.~~
WHEN: Nowissssh or thereabouts.
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: No warnings!

Is there anyone available who's skilled in rebuilding and reparations? I have a... project of sorts, that I could use a hand with.

[He normally wouldn’t care very much about this, but the rift and demons left even worse damage than usual in the aftermath. Cobwebs are all well and good, but this time it got out of hand. The last thing he needs is for the whole mansion to collapse suddenly.]

I can offer drinks as compensation.

Likewise, for those who aided in clearing the place out... I owe you for your efforts. You may feel free to visit the mansion, or meet me at the Hanged Man. [Yes, somehow that place has become oddly comforting to return to in its way. It's frightening, really.]

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You know I'll be happy to help! [Beaming smile you can feel it, Fenris. All the sunlight in your direction.]

[So much positivity, how does she do this all the time!?]

[But… he does appreciate this. More than he might let on.]

If you’re still willing to offer help after the aid you’ve already lent, then I’d appreciate it. I’ll just have to owe you an extra drink or two.

[Maybe he’ll just have to set aside a nice bottle of something for her. Some of the especially fine wine that’s somehow in his possession.]

[Truly, a question for the ages, Fenris. If you ever find out you could be drowning in gold.]

I would be more than happy to help you get settled back into your home --and I'll always take an extra drink.

[At least it’s something he’s gotten used to, even as a contrast to his own demeanor.]

Then consider it a deal. I don’t think it should take very long to see all of these repairs done.

[And because he realizes he just hasn’t gotten around to asking much about it yet...]

What about you? Are you settling in well to your married life?

[That's true. Some days, it's just about getting far enough along in life to ... mellow out.]

I shouldn't think so at all, with as many people will come out and help you.

[There's a laugh then, a laugh touched with something husky and filled with affection.]

Yes, I rather think so. Mostly right now it's trying to find a place of our own.

More than I would have expected. That's... a relief, anyway.

[He'd had a bit of a start on it himself, but realizing how much work was in store, well... time to call in reinforcements for once.]

I can't imagine that there are more mansions occupied by awful magisters, just waiting to be kicked out. Otherwise, we might well have become neighbors. Still, there are bound to be possibilities somewhere in the city. What about your family's estate?

[With Marian not around at the moment, he's not even sure who's dealing with it.]

I'll bet it is.

[Oh she can only imagine. For example, how did you get blood out of stone anyways? She was going to have to ask some people.

And now, a frustrated sigh.]

They say they'll let me sign it over to Aleron, which is fine, because I am a Grey Warden and I cannot own property. However, they want me to declare Marian dead and I am sorry, but I am not ... no. I am not.

[Now there's worry in her voice.] She's fine. She's just ... been away for awhile. We would know if something had happened.

Of course she is. We would have heard... if not directly ourselves, Varric or one of the others would have brought us word by now.

[He'd spent a lot of time traveling around, keeping his eyes and ears peeled for information in general as he hunted down slavers. He's sure that word of Hawke would have come up, if there was any word worth getting. No news is... well... perhaps not great, but it's not bad either, right?]

I don't blame you for not wanting that. You shouldn't have to if you'd rather not. If there's anyone who can continue to survive, and do it well... it's her. [Considering all the things they went through, she has to be out there, somewhere, alive and well. Or well enough, things aren't 'well' in the world overall.]

Yes, of course they would have. Carver would have found me, would have told me if something was amiss.

[She was just going to keep telling herself that, before she let out a heavy sigh. Then a bright tone.]

Well! Nothing for it. I'm going to have to track Marian down and have her give her permission for Aleron and I to live there, and for Aleron to be our heir.

[Yes. There would have been some word. Carver is out there somewhere, and all of the others... any of them would have done everything possible to inform the others if the worst had happened. He's sure of it. Or is it a false hope?]

If you need any assistance in tracking down her whereabouts, I would be glad to join you.

[No matter what they find out... it's better to know than be left in the dark.]

[Bethany exhales again, but this time it is with relief. The smile is clear in her voice.]

I'm glad you said that. I hoped you would. I'll start organizing it, right away.

After everything we’ve been through, it’s the least I can do. I’ll keep an eye out for any news as well. [Who knows, he might pick up on something sooner or later. He makes a point to observe shady types closely, in his own ongoing slaver-hunting side project.] And if we’re to go anywhere in pursuit of her, I’d be glad to join you.

[Even if Certain People from the old group get involved as well. He’s loyal enough to the Hawke family by now that he’d just deal with that.]

Fenris, you are as always, a life saver. Thank you so much for looking out for me. [She sighs, with some relief, knowing that she has trusted eyes and ears out there.] And thank you so much for looking out for Her.

I do what I can... especially for Hawke and hers.

[When he gives his loyalty, it's complete, and in this case there's no question that he'll do what it takes to help them. He only hopes that they won't come across any bad news.... but Hawkes are survivors, they've been through so much.]

She is always grateful for it, as am I.

[Maker only knew she was devoted to her sister, and to have her friends still be that loyal? It was heartening to say the least.]

[Sure, sometimes he didn't always agree with Marian's choices... things like keeping Anders around, or some of her pro-mage decisions. But in the end, he'd ended up respecting her greatly despite the occasional differences.]

Then with any luck, we'll be able to help her. If we can even just get some word, we'll have achieved something.

I agree completely.

[She had to. She had no idea what had happened to her sister and she was absolutely terrified for her. Everyone kept telling her she was fine -- but Bethany was done dining on hope. She wanted to see Marian with her own eyes.]

Then let me know when the time comes to start seeking her out. I'll keep an eye out for anything, as well, in the meantime.

[Maybe now that they'll be actively looking, they'll uncover something. They can only hope.]

Fenris, you're a good friend, and you always will be.

[That is quite true.]

Thank you, Bethany. I could say the same of you, you know.

[There’s a lot he just didn’t have for a long time, trusted companions being one of those things. He hadn’t realized how much he’d actually missed them all.]

Oh hush, you're embarrassing me.

[There is a soft sound of a laugh.]

[His own voice lightens considerably.]

But it's true, you can't deny it.

[She laughs again.]

I could try, but I don't think anyone would believe me.

I think you're all too right. Anyone who knows you would be unable to believe such denial.

Clearly that means I have to try and make some new friends so they could believe such things!

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