Northstar Vale ¹ oþlō

She felt like a snake with her underbelly pressed against the dirt, laying in wait for the creature to make some wrong move so that she might uncoil and strike it down. Despite her fear, she was poised, muscles ready for Andraste’s word to send her running and —

No.

Tension in her muscles released and she sank further into the ground. She watches Andraste until she rises and then Andromaque follows, sulking for she didn’t get the chance to end the beast.