What? You've been to Kirkwall and haven't heard of the Hanged Man? You know, mediocre booze, great venue to play cards, that unfortunate lingering smell of piss and sex if you go into the back rooms? A fine establishment, you missed the gem of Lowtown.
[Listen The Hanged Man might be a shithole but it was their shithole, one of the few things she honestly misses about that damned town. She looks at him a little curious at the mention of Hawke, sizing him up with a sweep of her eyes. There really is something familiar about the man, especially in his haughty sense of the city she'd last been in.]
You mean our dearest former Champion? Of course I did, usually when she needed me, or more often when I needed her to come rough some people up with me. Unfortunately not to her bed though, but that offer stands even now.
[Good times roughing up those raiders coming after her and hunting for good loot to sell to the highest bidder. Bad times when there was the Deep Roads to remember out of all that though, she'd much rather forget that part of it all. She can't help but chuckle at the question of her name, because it wasn't as if she was unheard of in the city.]
Know of me do you? Not too surprising, there was talk of me all over Kirkwall. [But then she gives him a more scrutinizing look, because how many people knew of her and Hawke? He definitely wasn't Elthina or Meredith, so who....wait.] Hold on a moment...I do think I know you. You're...Cullen, right? Followed behind Meredith's charge, one of her templars?
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[Listen The Hanged Man might be a shithole but it was their shithole, one of the few things she honestly misses about that damned town. She looks at him a little curious at the mention of Hawke, sizing him up with a sweep of her eyes. There really is something familiar about the man, especially in his haughty sense of the city she'd last been in.]
You mean our dearest former Champion? Of course I did, usually when she needed me, or more often when I needed her to come rough some people up with me. Unfortunately not to her bed though, but that offer stands even now.
[Good times roughing up those raiders coming after her and hunting for good loot to sell to the highest bidder. Bad times when there was the Deep Roads to remember out of all that though, she'd much rather forget that part of it all. She can't help but chuckle at the question of her name, because it wasn't as if she was unheard of in the city.]
Know of me do you? Not too surprising, there was talk of me all over Kirkwall. [But then she gives him a more scrutinizing look, because how many people knew of her and Hawke? He definitely wasn't Elthina or Meredith, so who....wait.] Hold on a moment...I do think I know you. You're...Cullen, right? Followed behind Meredith's charge, one of her templars?