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magicalfisting[Fenris has only been in Kirkwall for about a month, but he is the talk of the town. A foreign noble with strange tattoos, moving into what had been a previously empty mansion. Nobody is likely to actually check up on the story, he hopes. But he's intriguing enough to the rest of the nobles in this place that he knows there's been snooping, gossiping. Pathetic. As if anyone couldn't just mind their own business.
There's a distinctive frown on his face as he surveys the party before him. Brightly colored lords and ladies moving about together, loud and obnoxious as they drink and dance and gossip behind their soft hands. His teeth grit together. What is he even doing here? Lord Fenris Hunt, what a joke.
His fingers clench into fists.
They're a joke, too, this entire crowd. But he is here, as he was implored to be.
The man notices her then, walking just slightly behind her older sister, the lady Marian Hawke, heir of the Amell line. For the moment, the girl's name escapes him, but she is... Beautiful. Softer than her sister, who is more a man than most of the others in this room. They're business partners, something that surprised the nobility. A man and a woman working together, but Fenris has never really cared what people had to say.
His eyes go back to her, though, the younger sister.]
There's a distinctive frown on his face as he surveys the party before him. Brightly colored lords and ladies moving about together, loud and obnoxious as they drink and dance and gossip behind their soft hands. His teeth grit together. What is he even doing here? Lord Fenris Hunt, what a joke.
His fingers clench into fists.
They're a joke, too, this entire crowd. But he is here, as he was implored to be.
The man notices her then, walking just slightly behind her older sister, the lady Marian Hawke, heir of the Amell line. For the moment, the girl's name escapes him, but she is... Beautiful. Softer than her sister, who is more a man than most of the others in this room. They're business partners, something that surprised the nobility. A man and a woman working together, but Fenris has never really cared what people had to say.
His eyes go back to her, though, the younger sister.]
