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OOM: To Kirkwall.
Feb. 10th, 2016 12:10 amNobody outright, openly blames Hawke. Even Carver keeps quiet, instead busying himself getting into brawls with sailors whenever he can finagle his way up above deck. His mother barely talks at all, to anyone, hardly eats, barely sleeps. But Hawke's well aware that they're both thinking it.
He's not even certain how it happened. There was Bethany yelling, and an ogre, and the sound of meat slapping against rock, and by the time the battle was over, Bethany was dead. He doesn't even know if she died immediately, or if she'd been awake while the rest of them were fending off darkspawn.
But of course, of course, the dragon witch had arrived only afterwards. Hawke wonders if she did it on purpose, and every so often he considers dropping the locket she gave him to deliver into the ocean. He never manages it, if only because he owes her a debt. Two, even: One debt for Carver, and one for his mother.
Hawke spends more time with Aveline on the trip to Kirkwall. She didn't know Bethany, and she doesn't blame Hawke for her husband's death. Hawke avoids the subject of any dead people with her, and if it ever looks like they're steering even slightly close to the topic, he deflects.
Before long, Kirkwall is in sight, with its massive statues of tormented slaves welcoming everybody in. That, at least, perversely makes his mother brighten up, as if she can barely see the statues themselves for what they represent - home, or at least a home, and a new start.
He's not even certain how it happened. There was Bethany yelling, and an ogre, and the sound of meat slapping against rock, and by the time the battle was over, Bethany was dead. He doesn't even know if she died immediately, or if she'd been awake while the rest of them were fending off darkspawn.
But of course, of course, the dragon witch had arrived only afterwards. Hawke wonders if she did it on purpose, and every so often he considers dropping the locket she gave him to deliver into the ocean. He never manages it, if only because he owes her a debt. Two, even: One debt for Carver, and one for his mother.
Hawke spends more time with Aveline on the trip to Kirkwall. She didn't know Bethany, and she doesn't blame Hawke for her husband's death. Hawke avoids the subject of any dead people with her, and if it ever looks like they're steering even slightly close to the topic, he deflects.
Before long, Kirkwall is in sight, with its massive statues of tormented slaves welcoming everybody in. That, at least, perversely makes his mother brighten up, as if she can barely see the statues themselves for what they represent - home, or at least a home, and a new start.
