[ she makes a note to herself to request any possible book recommendations Adrasteia may have on Orzammar; while Margaery does feel a need to catch up on the general knowledge of Thedas with its many regions and political climates for Diplomacy reasons, she thinks it'd be even better to have proper context in conversations with friends like this. ]
A language lost to time... that is a real tragedy. [ she squeezes her friend's hand, hoping to convey some measure of comfort. ] But reason for hope, in the unknown that you've discovered. There is no reason why you should give up on finding answers eventually, with time. I was under the impression that Riftwatch might be invited to return anyway, if all the social standings remained upright and strong? Perhaps I will be with you when you next see the tunnels.
[ but she doesn't want to keep digging at a topic that still very much depends on hope, and tugs on Adrasteia's hand playfully. ] Will you show me what you brought?
Many things about elvhen culture and history have been lost to time, unfortunately. [ Adrasteia shakes her head a little at the sadness of it all, but still smiles and squeezes Margaery's hand back in return. ] Riftwatch might return, it's true, and if I'm fortunate, I'll return. I'd be more than happy to show you, should the opportunity make itself known.
Ah, but. The blade in question. Adrasteia's smile widens as she procures the wrapped package and hands it over. The dagger itself that Margaery finds inside is not the most impressive that could have been purchased, but is good for a beginner; the hilt has flowers in the design and the blade is somewhat curved.
[ Margaery's evidently not aware that she's not meant to be as impressed as she is; the dagger is beautiful, curved in a way that she's not familiar with, but it looks lovely and elegant - a perfect representation for who she is in blade form. ]
Adrasteia. [ she speaks softly, hushed. her fingers run over the flowers curling in the hilt. ] This is so lovely, thank you so much. You seemed to have a great understanding of who I am already.
How can I ever repay you?
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[ Her expression remains warm as she watches Margaery handle the blade. ] You needn't. [ Adrasteia shakes her head a little. ] I enjoy gifting things to others, it gives me a sense of... I don't know. Hope seems like a silly thing to claim, and yet.
[ She'd like to be remembered, and remembered well, when she inevitably shuffles off the mortal coil, as it were. ]
Everyone should be able to use a knife and have a decent one in my opinion, but I am biased; it's how I was first trained to defend myself.
[ there's a foundation of bittersweet relief that always surfaces even more whenever Margaery thinks about the fact that she'll never return home, but her smile is endlessly grateful: ]
I don't think hope is a silly thing to claim at all. Especially not when you're gifting it to me also. If I am to acclimate as much as I can to my new home, this will be a necessity, I'm sure.
[ she pretends to give Adrasteia a lookover before grinning more playfully. ]
Something tells me you're absolutely lethal with a knife, my lady. And how did you get trained, if you don't mind my asking?
[ Adrasteia can't help but smile even more broadly in the face of Margaery's clear joy at her gift. ]
Ah, my father taught me. I think he was hoping for me to become very skilled with them as a way to avoid my becoming a mage, but I think I manage a passable handle on the matter.
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A language lost to time... that is a real tragedy. [ she squeezes her friend's hand, hoping to convey some measure of comfort. ] But reason for hope, in the unknown that you've discovered. There is no reason why you should give up on finding answers eventually, with time. I was under the impression that Riftwatch might be invited to return anyway, if all the social standings remained upright and strong? Perhaps I will be with you when you next see the tunnels.
[ but she doesn't want to keep digging at a topic that still very much depends on hope, and tugs on Adrasteia's hand playfully. ] Will you show me what you brought?
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Ah, but. The blade in question. Adrasteia's smile widens as she procures the wrapped package and hands it over. The dagger itself that Margaery finds inside is not the most impressive that could have been purchased, but is good for a beginner; the hilt has flowers in the design and the blade is somewhat curved.
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Adrasteia. [ she speaks softly, hushed. her fingers run over the flowers curling in the hilt. ] This is so lovely, thank you so much. You seemed to have a great understanding of who I am already.
How can I ever repay you?
love how I missed formatting half my comment, there
[ She'd like to be remembered, and remembered well, when she inevitably shuffles off the mortal coil, as it were. ]
Everyone should be able to use a knife and have a decent one in my opinion, but I am biased; it's how I was first trained to defend myself.
HAHA it was v cute c:
I don't think hope is a silly thing to claim at all. Especially not when you're gifting it to me also. If I am to acclimate as much as I can to my new home, this will be a necessity, I'm sure.
[ she pretends to give Adrasteia a lookover before grinning more playfully. ]
Something tells me you're absolutely lethal with a knife, my lady. And how did you get trained, if you don't mind my asking?
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Ah, my father taught me. I think he was hoping for me to become very skilled with them as a way to avoid my becoming a mage, but I think I manage a passable handle on the matter.