“Maker… i hate these headaches…”

Stretches

The Healer sat down in The Heralds Rest, after a long day of healing wounded soldiers, she was exhausted. of course, company was always welcome.

She doesn’t blame him, as she’s looking through some books in the library herself.

If he requires company, Kathleen is always around.

“Shrieks. Absolutely hate those bastards…”

“Mainly healing the wounded, sir. How do you fare, Inquisitor?”

Yawns

“Hello, Bethany. How are you?”

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

Blood is the ink of. . . d̶e̶s̶t̶i̶n̶y̶. Justice? 𝗩𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲.

THE PAST NEVER DIES, YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW!

She's returned from completing some tiresome duties.

Stretches

Diemond.⠀ Apologies for being absent. Lack of muse and other shenanigans. Will be more active when I get DA: Veilguard for Christmas

ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴋᴀʟᴀɪs ᴛʜᴏʀɴᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴅᴇɴ ʀᴏᴏᴋ ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ sɪɴɢʟᴇᴠᴇʀsᴇ ꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ᴄʜᴇᴍ ꜰᴄ: ᴄʜʀɪs ʜᴇᴍsᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ℙ𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 #𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐲