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[vivenieta]

Hello!

Sorry that I didn't meet many of you at the feast.

[A pause, as though she is thinking of elaborating. But she doesn't.]

My name is Antonia Santos Diegues, but I am called Nieta. I am the mistress of the castle's kennel. I don't need a lot of help like Joe or Sycora, but if you wish to talk, my kennels are on the opposite side of the bridge to your barracks. My dogs are only puppies. They're too young to go hunt, but they are lots of fun and they go crazy for new smells or tastes. I know that this can't be easy for you and I will help where I can. And it will become easier. And in the mean time-

[Another pause, this one full of static and spluttering.]

-What could be better than smelling like dogs while a little fur-monster licks your face?

So I hope that I will meet you soon!

Comments

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[He looks up at her from the pups and grins.]

The brownest. Even the green is brown.

[Is he playing with her or is he actually proud of this? Hard to tell really.]

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

[Nieta tilts her head, covering her right ear for a moment. Is he playing with her or is she misunderstanding?]

Well, she can play too.

It must be very beautiful, in the autumn at least.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

It is, at least when you're not freezing your toes off.

[That's one thing he doesn't miss about Ferelden. The winters there are brutal.]

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

[Nieta perks up. Frozen toes mean cold, and a cold that cold could mean...]

It snows?

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

It just wouldn't be Ferelden if it didn't.

[Hawke chuckles watching a puppy's leg kick as he scratches a spot on its back.]

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

Then I know what you mean.

[She reaches into a small bag at her hip, bracelets jangling lightly as she pulls out some dried cow's hide.]

Brown snow does not sound beautiful at all.

[And grinning, she offers the dog-treat to Hawke.]

For pup. Make him fetch, if you would like.

[Because it never hurts to specify that dog food is for dogs.]

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Hawke feigns an exaggerated pout.]

And here I was hoping it was for me.

[Taking the treat, he waves it in front of the pup just out of reach. It suddenly looks mesmerized.]

Want it? Do you want? Yes you do don't you? Get it!

[He certainly knows how to rile a dog up. Not that it's hard to excite a puppy. Finally Hawke throws the treat and watches as the pup scampers after it.]

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

Sorry! In this building, there are no treats unless you find them or fetch them.

[And she sends the rest of the clamouring pups running after another piece of cow-hide.]

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Hawke smirks as he watches them run over each other.]

Then I should really start looking then.

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

[She laughs. The only 'treats' in the building are all made of meat in one form or another.]

You say that like you often hunt treasure.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

Treasure, bandits, demons, I hunt a lot of things. Treasure is just my favorite.

[It doesn't try to kill him when he goes looking for it. Then again, usually whatever is guarding it does.]

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

You are lucky then. A castle like this must have treasure. I am sure that if you search enough, you will also find some demons. But sadly we have no more bandits.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

I can live without the bandits, and Kirkwall has enough demons hiding in it. For now I think I'll just stick with hunting for treasure. Maybe one of these pups will have a nose for it.

[vivenieta.livejournal.com]

[Nieta laughs again and shoves a pup's wet black nose away from her bracelets. Bad dog. No chewing the accessories.]

I don't think so, unless you have put gold in gravy or ham.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Hawke shakes his head and looks completely serious.]

No, I already tried that with my dog. I lost a lot of sovereigns after that.