Aria faces the Fifth Blight
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Then she can get more aggressive right back. When there are only two or three it won't be any trouble to kill the last few.

When they've dispatched the last of the darkspawn, she turns to the rest of the group. "Nice job, all. Anyone injured?"

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“I can help if so!” Anders holds up glowing palms.

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Leliana cradles a good sized scratch on her shoulder, and heads to Anders, though a little apprehensively. 

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Alistair thinks one of the hits he took might have shattered something in his shield arm. He doesn't look happy about heading over to Anders, but in fairness, that might be the broken arm.

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Anders is also not happy about having to be near Alistair, but he is a healer and so heals him completely. 

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He hisses as the bone knits itself back together, but then he's fine.

"Yep, that's better. Weird! But undeniably better. Thank you."

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Anders regards him suspiciously. “You’re welcome. Can’t have you not able to use your shield.”

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"Naturally not. Can't have darkspawn skewering our unprotected mage."

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“Yes, hopefully you’ll take all the skewering on my behalf.”

He then gestures to Nathaniel and Leliana. “My mistake, all of our behalf’s.”

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"Yes, yes, that's what I'm here for," he says, with something approaching cheerfulness.

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“If no one else needs healing, shouldn’t we head on?” Nathaniel sounds a little irritated, and is avoiding looking at Anders. 

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"Seems best," says Aria, neutrally, and leads them on.

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Nathaniel follows, still not looking at Anders. 

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Zevran walks beside Aria, and while he doesn’t say anything, she could probably guess what he would be saying just from looking at the smile on his face. 

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Aaaa.

She is moderately more capable of remembering how to be a sensible grey warden type person while she's leading her little band of misfits, but she avoids looking at Zevran just in case that's the sort of thing that's likely to make her forget. 

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"You're very skilled. And quite flexible. Such fighting styles aren't usually seen outside trained groups. How did you learn?"

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"My mother taught me. Mostly."

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"Your mother was a rogue?"

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"She knew how to handle a sword," she says, shrugging. "I suppose her style had a bit more dodging and a bit less headlong charging than mine, but in fairness I never got to see her fight darkspawn."

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"A tricky opponent, to be sure. She did make a good fighter out of you, though I have to admit, I am curious to see how much better you would get under a master of the sword."

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"I'll keep my eyes out for fencing grandmasters that take elven apprentices and don't have anything better to do than follow me halfway across the country."

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"You convinced Nathaniel, you can convince anyone. I was, rather, referring to myself. Or Alistair, he seems a capable sort."

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"Alistair is definitely very capable. I am not sure that he qualifies as a master of anything in particular. Haven't given up on getting Sten to spar with me, though. We don't have any proof that he's not secretly some kind of renowned Qunari martial arts teacher."

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"You'd rather lug around a giant sword?"

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"The better to strike fear into the hearts of my enemies!" she says, grinning. "But I acknowledge that there might be advantages to mastering multiple styles of combat."

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