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Asaraanda Adaar ([personal profile] galvanizer) wrote in [community profile] synodiporia_ooc 2015-12-22 08:54 am (UTC)

Taking a bracing breath, she refocuses on the memory cube, activating it and letting them be engulfed in the light it shoots out. Asa's hand darts up to guard her eyes, while the other reaches back for her staff in case of danger.

As the light fades and leaves the Qunari blinking rapidly in the aftermath, she glances around to see where in her past they're stuck.

Waves crash against rocks, the wind whistling in their ears as they watch a small caravan moving along the barely used path. It is led by a man taller than Asaraanda, horns curling up in the same shape as hers. The draught horse he is guiding is hitched to a small wagon, a female Qunari on the other side, her silvery white hair pulled back in a neat bun, while a child - clearly Asa - dozes in the wagon amongst their few possessions. Behind them are more wagons and carts, half a dozen Qunari accompanying them, children and adults alike.

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