☆ the vorkosigan saga psl post, volume 3

[runawayballista]

welcome to hell

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[forwardmomentum]

Miles glances down at both hands, and, nope, no glowy green anything. It'd have been hard to miss before, anyway. He looks up at Lavellan with a crooked smile and suggests lightly, "First come, first serve?"

But he shakes his head and chews at a hangnail on his thumb. "Right, so. The Breach is dangerous, that's clear enough, and big enough that it had to be manmade, with an object capable of generating enough magical...er...whatever to make a tear that big." He looks up, frowning. "What happened at Haven?"

The additional question of what the hell is Haven is implied.

[lonesomewanderer]

Miles words are far more true than Solas would care to say. Elera's life had been shifted in unimaginable ways by simply being in the wrong place at the right time. All due to his mistake. He lets that topic slide past and instead focuses on Miles' question.

"A battle. We lost Haven when Corypheus revealed himself and brought his army to attack. He thought he would have us there, but we managed to regroup here," he replies motioning to the fortress around them. Once elvhen and now painfully Ferelden. It held its own importance to Solas, but that was another bit of personal history he kept to himself.

[dirthena]

That makes her smile, a small twitch of her lips upwards. "So it would seem. I don't suppose you'd be interested in a trade?" Lavellan only partly means it, her thumb running across the mark before she withdraws her hand. Solas has answered the question about Haven reasonably well, which means it's up to her to address the unspoken part of the question.

"It was a village, close by the Breach. And served as the Inquisition's headquarters, although we were leaderless at the time." Cassandra had been hoping that Hawke, or the Warden, would finally come forth. Still, Elera can only hope she's filled the role as well as Cassandra wanted. "You are welcome in Skyhold, so long as you pose no threat to our efforts."