Aella likes the shadier bits of Gazin as much as she likes the nice parts. More, maybe. The nice bits make her think of Denerim and being an elf surrounded by shems who more often than not didn’t want her there. But the shadier bits remind her of HOME. Of Zevran and getting into trouble and dealing with all the bullshit. But in a good way. Sure, she sometimes finds trouble but she’s used to that. She’s MADE for trouble.
And sometimes a good barfight is nice. Sometimes people just need punching. And sometimes she needs to do the punching. Sometimes something needs to be done. Tonight, though, she’s just drinking and enjoying herself. Doesn’t mean that trouble won’t find her later. But right now it hasn’t, and she’s relaxed, watching everything going on around her.
The bartender here likes her, too; she’s helped Irena out of a few binds, kept some assholes from getting ideas about things after one too many, and in turn Irena tends to give her more than a few drinks on the house.
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And sometimes a good barfight is nice. Sometimes people just need punching. And sometimes she needs to do the punching. Sometimes something needs to be done. Tonight, though, she’s just drinking and enjoying herself. Doesn’t mean that trouble won’t find her later. But right now it hasn’t, and she’s relaxed, watching everything going on around her.
The bartender here likes her, too; she’s helped Irena out of a few binds, kept some assholes from getting ideas about things after one too many, and in turn Irena tends to give her more than a few drinks on the house.