Snippet #1371855

As soon as Ser Le-Guy's head hit his makeshift pillow, much of the tension that had been keeping Asmara taut as a Dalish bowstring evaporated, and she smiled. It was one of the girl's most notable faults that she trusted far too quickly, and despite the unheard thoughts in the Templar's head, she would once again make that leap of faith for someone she could scarcely be said to know. Just as she had when she had stumbled upon Antius in the first place. The Templar who had offered her his shield had her trust, and she did not know enough to be afraid of him breaking it.

She knew that she could sleep safely; if there were any Darkspawn about, she would sense them and wake long before they reached the camp, and she figured that between the three of them, somebody would be sure to hear a party of Loghain's trackers, but all the same, she knew she would not be willing her mind to still this night. Rather than fight this, she chose to embrace it, and stood to stretch herself out. It would do no good to let her overtaxed muscles cramp in place after all, and pulling everything back into place in proximity of the heat from the fire was probably the best way to go at the moment.

Rotating a sore shoulder, she directed just a little bit of her magic through her system, sighing softly as it worked to her very bones, easing much of the pain. Her cuts expelled possible infection and sealed into tiny red lines; it would of course be possible to eliminate these entirely, but it was best to be economic with her energy right now.

Resuming her seat on the log some distance away from Bruce, she glanced over at Antius. "Feel free to sleep also. I will keep a watch, and let you know if anything ill approaches." The Warden offered a wan smile, then shifted her eyes to the evening sky. Her teachers had taught her a game for keeping herself awake, which involved seeking out all of the constellations in the sky and naming as many of the individual stars in them as possible. It was more enjoyable than it sounded, or at least that was how she would explain it if anyone were to ask. She was truthfully still not all that accustomed to company, as her life had been a largely solitary one for a number of years now.