varhellathen: (❧ across the ocean)
Lᴀsᴜʟᴀʜɴ Lᴀᴠᴇʟʟᴀɴ ([personal profile] varhellathen) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2020-11-12 08:11 pm (UTC)

[ Lasulahn pauses to check on each of the mages within their party, ensuring they're still supplied with lyrium potions and not winded. Vivienne assures him with easy words, Dorian takes the opportunity for a mild gripe that seems more playful than anything. Solas merely nods with a murmur of 'lethallin'.

They are nearing the top, where Imshael awaits them (according to de Chevin), but ahead of the demon is a large group of Red Templars. Among them, a behemoth: a large, twisted monster that is more red lyrium than anything else, recognizable, just barely, as having once been human.

And this time, they have little time to plan. The behemoth seems to know the party is there, and charges for them with a roar that sounds more of agony than anything.
]

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