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-=He's been up for hours now, pacing back and forth. He's restless, almost too anxious to sit still.=-
I should not be here. I need to go. I need to go back home.
-=the muttering's to himself as he stares out the window, hugging himself. He hasn't even put a come through his hair yet, and it's a frizzed mess around his face and shoulders.=-
They must be worried sick about me.
[[Hawke has lost memory of his human family, and only remembers the Faunlyn and the mountain. Expect him to be jumpy and suspicious of people here, and only slightly less so with people he does have CR with.]]
I should not be here. I need to go. I need to go back home.
-=the muttering's to himself as he stares out the window, hugging himself. He hasn't even put a come through his hair yet, and it's a frizzed mess around his face and shoulders.=-
They must be worried sick about me.
[[Hawke has lost memory of his human family, and only remembers the Faunlyn and the mountain. Expect him to be jumpy and suspicious of people here, and only slightly less so with people he does have CR with.]]
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