Sawtooth Spire As easy as rolling off a log

though q's story is different from his own, they are not dissimilar, he and her. if anything, he is slowly coming to comprehend that perhaps she is much more like him than in just the looks department. in truth, he remembered little of arturo and lotte himself, only knowing more of the latter's homeland because he spent some time there. still, there is a sharp pang of regret in wintersbane as he looks upon his daughter and knows that hasn't been there for her, nor offered her any sort of stable life — though she does not appear to hold this against him.

...and anyway, sagtannet is the fresh start that he sought after burying andraste. perhaps it was her fresh start as well, their chance to be the father and daughter they'd never really been before.

wintersbane feels a warmth fill him and a lump of emotion rise in his throat as she gives her reasons as to why she thinks she should go by ansbjørn. it means more to him than he could put into words. ❝i think anyone's name added with sagtannet is a mouthful,❞ wintersbane admits with a conspiring grin. ❝could always be quellcrist sawtooth... but quellcrist ansbjørn sounds good too.❞