[Solas was no stranger to impossibly large spiders, so he had a few ideas for driving the beasts back from whence they came. A bit of food to lure them back to their proper dens, then some wards to deter them from returning. All would have been well and good if one of them hadn't become aware of the food he had, and started giving him some trouble.
It wasn't unmanageable trouble, at least not yet. It simply kept trying to climb up on his to reach his rucksack. Harmless antics for now, and it was deterred with a scooting from his staff for the time being, so he was hesitant to kill it. However, it was only a matter of time when more would follow the commotion.
He almost feared another had approached when he heard a rustling from behind him, but relief washed over his features when he saw another like himself.]
Ah, hello there. Might I trouble you for some assistance?
[Prompt E]
[Far less-than-pleased to be at the event, someone had to make sure these people didn't freeze themselves to death, and he did not see anyone else volunteering. He remained off to the side of the festivities, watching those both in the water and emerging from it, while silently trying to figure out what people were thinking. Peculiar customs were one thing, playing a game of chicken with freezing to death for fun was another entirely.
Still he would come up to anyone who looked as though they had frostbitten more than they could chew, and tap their shoulder to get their attention. Despite his displeasure from the event itself, his greeting was friendly.]
Are you feeling alright? You look as though the cold might be getting the better of you.
Solas || Dragon Age: Inquisition
[Solas was no stranger to impossibly large spiders, so he had a few ideas for driving the beasts back from whence they came. A bit of food to lure them back to their proper dens, then some wards to deter them from returning. All would have been well and good if one of them hadn't become aware of the food he had, and started giving him some trouble.
It wasn't unmanageable trouble, at least not yet. It simply kept trying to climb up on his to reach his rucksack. Harmless antics for now, and it was deterred with a scooting from his staff for the time being, so he was hesitant to kill it. However, it was only a matter of time when more would follow the commotion.
He almost feared another had approached when he heard a rustling from behind him, but relief washed over his features when he saw another like himself.]
Ah, hello there. Might I trouble you for some assistance?
[Prompt E]
[Far less-than-pleased to be at the event, someone had to make sure these people didn't freeze themselves to death, and he did not see anyone else volunteering. He remained off to the side of the festivities, watching those both in the water and emerging from it, while silently trying to figure out what people were thinking. Peculiar customs were one thing, playing a game of chicken with freezing to death for fun was another entirely.
Still he would come up to anyone who looked as though they had
frostbitten more than they could chew, and tap their shoulder to get their attention. Despite his displeasure from the event itself, his greeting was friendly.]Are you feeling alright? You look as though the cold might be getting the better of you.
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