Selene Ashford

Clearing out the trash

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Had Selene told her that she preferred women? She was not so sure, but admittedly it might have been a fact she'd forgotten given her focus on her as Callum's sister! If she had mentioned it or Gilly had seen her with a lover then she had not been in sober enough state to remember, she decided. Needless to say she raised an eyebrow and then asked, "Friend of yours?" Gilly already had her sword and shield ready so she was perfectly fine with working with the elves to see to these bandits. Gesturing for them to lead the way she waited on Selene for both her explanation about the Dalish (who she was to her) and the lead that a senior officer presumably took in such situations.

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"Hmm" Selene dryly responded. 

Selene was a complex woman when it came to affairs of the heart, she liked men and women, she had been in love with a man when she was younger but he had left her for parts unknown and she had explored the other side of her sexuality. In her mind it gave her a 50 50 chance of a date on a night. 

She had her admirers and this Dalish had been one of them. A couple of months of physical meetings gave way to something more personal for a year or so until other things drove them apart. It didn't bother Selene half as much as the fact that whenever that bitch saw her, she always did that. 

"Once" She offered as the only way of an explanation.

They followed the Dalish and found the Raiders encampment, looked like they were doing more then counting the spoils of thier recent raids. In wooden pens they also had slaves. Human Children, Dalish Children and what looked like City Elf children as well. Selene hissed in anger. 

"Fucking Slavers" She whispered and looked at her former lover "We do this together, you can take the Dalish children back to Ostagar or wherever your camp is, we'll take the others back to Amaranthine, the Chantry will know where to find thier parents."

"Chances are 'lene," Myra glanced across at her "They come from all over Fereldan"

Selene wondered how big an operation these fucks were running but although it might be hard to tell where the captives came from, it was almost certain where they were heading. "Tevinter" She growled. 

"You and i will stay back and cut off thier approach" Myra explained "We both have Longbows, that will thin out thier numbers, your friend here can join our warriors, if she wishes"

Selene nodded her ascent but she couldn't speak for Gilly. "Does that sound good to you Kirkwall?" She reverted to the nickname Gilly seemed to have picked up from first Cragan then most other Silver Order Knights who had made her brief acquaintance

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The pragmatic Kirkwallian nodded and made her way towards the Dalish warriors who were taking up formation. She did not need to ask how this was going to go down, she could see it for herself. The elves let her go with them and made room for her, but it was obvious it was reluctant. They'd been given orders about the humans and seemingly had to obey. It was neither here nor there to Gilly, for as long as she could use her skills to subdue the bandits and free the innocents then it was a job well done!

With her sword unsheathed and her shield held high to protect from the rain of arrows that would inevitably come the moment they were seen Gilly looked back at Selene and gave her the thumbs up. Everyone was ready. With swift justice the Dalish descended upon the bandit camp, running at them like feral creatures but disposing of their lives with all the accuracy of well trained soldiers. Gilly kept up and she hacked her way through the line of bandits, men and women who would rather stand up for their group then allow it to be overrun by the Dalish.

Seeing that one of the bandits was trying to climb into the drivers seat of a wagon that caged a group of frightened children, Gilly ran towards it, leaped onto the back of it, then climbed to the front where she was forced to engage in one on one combat. The wagon did not move at least, but the bandit was ferocious in their defence and Gilly had near misses more than once and several hard blows to her shield had her shield arm vibrating.

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Selene preferred the longbow for two reasons. One, she had always used it, and two its destructive power could determine the flow of battle before it had even begun, and if the rain of arrows coming down on the slavers was anything to go by then that worked just fine, there was a third reason and she showed it now. 

Selene had tracked her partner as any good sister in arms would do, any who came up on Gilly's blind side she dispatched with an ease born or one used to her weapon. She followed her onto the wagon and drew her bow, She wasn't going to take the young woman's scalp but she was going to even the score up a little. 

Firing her arrows she put it though the leg of the slaver Gilly was fighting, then another into the head of the woman that had been creeping up behind the younger woman. 

"New Girlfriend? She's pretty" Myra asked loosening off her own arrows. 

"My brothers girl" Selene retorted and let loose her own arrows once more, every arrow found its mark and eventually the bandits were thinned out enough for them to start surrendering, but the Dalish rarely took prisoners, especially when it was over something like this. 

"What? You have a brother?" Myra arched an eyebrow as she lowered her bow "You never told me!"

"I Don't tell you everything. We'll send a Raven to the city, they can send wagons for these." 

"This is our territory 'lene"

"No, the woods there are Dalish Territory, this bit is Amaranthine" Selene gave the Dalish archer a pointed look and shouldering her bow made her way down to the camp and towards the cages to start letting the kids go and filling them up with living and wounded raiders. 

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This wasn't Gilly's first time thwarting slavers and she enjoyed as much as she always had in Kirkwall. It was a rather odd pastime to have but Gilly was hardly the typical woman. She loved killing off the scum of the earth and freeing innocent folks like the ones she let out of the cages now. Gilly could not have known that one of the human slaves who'd been picked up on the way to Denerim was a serial murderer. The pretty brunette could not have looked more vulnerable, yet there was a darkness in her soul that Gilly was too good a person to see. Trying to see the light in others was difficult sometimes but she forced herself to do it lest she fall back into old ways.

"Thank you, ma'am." The brunette said sheepishly before moving away from the group and towards the road. She had no time to waste, after all. She had reason to return to Amaranthine now and when Gilly saw her next it would be at the gallows.

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