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Date: 2024-06-24 01:34 am (UTC)
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Lioriley knew it must have been terribly rude for her to interrupt their tour to speak with Solas. But another elven mage with such intricate and in depth insight into the Fade, the old ways of magic? She could not resist and, apparently, neither could he resist indulging her, given how infrequently he was able to speak at length without someone getting bored or dismissing him. Uncultured, the lot of them.

"Oh, no no!" Lioriley said insistently, grasping his forearm gently like she worried he might actually leave without her. "I am deeply sorry, Cullen. It has just been so long since I was able to speak to another mage like this, especially about such esoteric topics!" And Solas, smarmy man he was, smiled at the both of them. "Yes, my apologies as well, Commander." Then, to Lioriley. "I hope we might speak again soon." And Lioriley nodded excitedly. "Of course."

She squeezed Cullen's arm. "Lead the way."

Date: 2024-06-25 01:06 am (UTC)
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Lioriley was delighted by all of it, making commentary where she could on the structure of Skyhold and the vastness of the courtyard and surrounding lands. She would have to visit the gardens to see their progress- and speak with that odd young man again. What was his name? Cole? What a pleasure he was.

Still holding onto his arm, Lioriley glanced up, confused and smiling awkwardly as she chuckled. "Pardon? I did not quite catch that."

Date: 2024-06-25 03:29 am (UTC)
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Lioriley smiled up at him, patiently waiting for him to collect himself.

It was funny how, despite the amount of time that had passed since they last met, that Cullen was still the slightly awkward, easily flustered man she had known in the circle. Not that she was much better- blushing as he offered his suggestions.

She squeezed his arm. "I would love to join you for dinner, Cullen." She said cheerfully. "I think your chambers would offer us the most peaceful place to dine, yes? Would you - should I make something?"

Date: 2024-06-25 03:37 am (UTC)
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"Oh! That is fine. I should really get used to the food offered here if I am to stay." She said, unbothered. "Stew is fine. I am not picky and I am hardly going to start requesting Antivan dishes or what have you while I am sure we are working with limited resources."

A shrug. "I will try to find something suitable to wear for the evening." She loosend her grip on his arm. Finally.

Date: 2024-06-25 03:55 am (UTC)
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She was not an indulgent woman, but she may or may not have had some fancy dresses from her travels. Lioriley had attended many a fancy ball while hobknobing with nobles in hopes of learning more about the culture of the places she visited.

"That sounds perfect. I will see you then." A beat. She then quickly leaned up to kiss his cheek, scurrying off before either of them could lose their minds about it.

She instead lost her mind in her room with Josephine, who excitedly offered her a few golden bangles and a fancy necklace to go with the two toned dress she already had on, speaking excitedly about how nice it was for the Commander to treat her.

She also said something about a book she read once about a similar situation where old friends met. Lioriley promptly excused herself before she got to the meat (literally) of that tale and hurried off to meet Cullen- about ten minutes early. Oops.

Date: 2024-06-26 03:32 am (UTC)
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"Handsome-" oh, now she was the one only muttering half her thoughts aloud without thinking. She cleared her throat. "You look very handsome. You always do, of course."

They were both disasters. Lioriley decided to just laugh it off as best she could, moving in to sit on one side of the table, dress tucked under her thighs. As she settled she looked at the spread before her, eyes wide. "Cullen... you did not have to go through so much trouble." Was that wine?

Oh no.

Date: 2024-06-26 03:54 am (UTC)
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"No!" She said hurriedly. "No, it is lovely. Thank you." She didn't think she was worth the effort, but she was hardly in the mindset to argue that much, her cheeks flushed and her eyes shifting from the array of food, to Cullen, to the sparse decorations on the stone walls. She bit her lip while she watched the wine pour.

Would telling him she was a hilariously cheap date make him cease his pouring and insist they not partake? It looked like a fine vintage, and it would be rude not to have a glass, at least. She took the glass by the stem, fingertips grazing his knuckles before she pulled back. "A toast. To old friends finally meeting again."

Date: 2024-06-26 04:26 am (UTC)
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She pulled her hand back and took a sip, savoring the taste on her tongue and trying her best to place it. Orlesian? Mm. Maybe. Oh, he was talking.

"Well, I had traveled quite extensively since we last saw one another, and I tended to keep far from Ferelden for obvious reasons." Not wanting to be captured and tried as an apostate (re: turned tranquil). "I feared the same of you, truly. Were you-" a beat. Should she ask. "Were you there when the Hero of Ferelden came?"

Date: 2024-06-26 07:22 am (UTC)
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She watched him as he spoke, her gaze dimming to something softer; more sympathetic. The way he hesitated to say 'lucky' like he did not think himself as much making her frown and take a larger swig of her wine than she should have.

"We do not have to speak on it further if you do not wish to, Cullen." She offered solemnly. "I am sure it is a... difficult time to parse through. The memories unpleasant." She had only seen the beginning, and that was unpleasant enough.

Date: 2024-06-27 04:11 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] invigorates
The greatest cause of pain in some regards...

She smiled despite the thought that briefly darkened her mind, not entirely surprised by the change in subject. Too heavy a topic and too soon a reunion, assuredly.

"Oh, it is. All the books in the world could not have prepared me fully for life outside the tower, especially as an elf." And elven apostate so a double whammy of bias and danger. "But it is... beautiful. I went to Antiva - dangerous and warm and so unlike Ferelden. The sea though- it called to me. It always has, I suppose. But I loved it there sans the, ah, political games oft played."

Date: 2024-07-01 05:10 pm (UTC)
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"Do I?" She asked, genuinely curious as to why she might seem the type. She always chalked it up to her fascination with maps and the vastness of the seas around Thedas. She always wanted to see them up close- the lake in which Kinloch Hold stood seemed hardly to suffice for the beauty of the ocean. And she was right.

Lioriley took another sip of her wine, color already painting the tips of her pointed ears and the apples of her cheeks. "I do not mind them, but some places are more... intense, I suppose. Violent, even in their political beliefs and functions." She explained, dark eyes wandering to a nearby wall. "You always were more on the mages side than perhaps was desired by your peers." The words were murmured low. "That is part of why I enjoyed your company so."

Date: 2024-07-01 05:27 pm (UTC)
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There was a very undignified squeak from behind her wine glass, another sip taken in an attempt to hide it. A terrible move on her part, given her low alcohol tolerance and the fact that she was already too loose lipped. "Mm. Thank you, that is very sweet of you to say." She finally said, the response feeling mildly inadequate for how much it seemed to fluster her.

She looked back to him, expression shifting into something more sympathetic. "I cannot even imagine how you must have felt." Or what he truly suffered, given the vagueness of what he had shared so far. "But you have a kindness in your heart that most could not claim to possess, Cullen. I saw it then, and I see it now. You allowed me in without hesitation- I like to think that means your desire to help has returned in some capacity."

Date: 2024-07-01 06:06 pm (UTC)
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She fell silent. Lioriley was a kind woman, and the lack of a mean bone in her body was painfully accurate. That said - there was a heaviness in her gaze; a shadow of something dark that did not seem to suit her usual cheerful demeanor. "I wish for them to get help." She said. "I know of the lyrium sickness that plagues many, how it twists the mind. So many Templars, I believe, wished to do good and to protect their charges and the common folk in equal measure from the potential dangers of magic. There are some, however... that I am uncertain could be saved. There is a malice in their hearts that cannot be blamed on anything but their own hatred for what they do not understand. Them, I do not know. Imprisonment, at worst." Death, but she would never wish it on anyone.

"The mages should be returned to the circle if they are not already corrupt. Desperation breeds even more desperate people - the circle was good for its intended purpose. But it... both sides are wrong at times, I think. Mages should not be prisoners, but they can be dangerous. Magic is frightening in the wrong hands and a safe place to learn is all that is truly needed."

She sighed and leaned back in her chair, tears stinging her eyes. "All insufficient answers, I fear."

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