Sighing she cradled the weapon, nothing like her old favorite. Reaching out, her hand touched the new Mark 13 Mod 7 sniper rifle the General had acqui...ed for her.Pulling the second out she put both in her bag as she moved to the door. Looking at her watch she saw she had a few hours. She might as well get some new ammo, while she was on the way to the warehouse.The Auburn woman felt a stirring of butterflies in her stomach as she approached the warehouse. Damn it had been too long since she’d. There was a grand staircase in front of me and to the left that swept up to a second floor on the right, a balcony of dark red wood railing circling all I could see of the second floor, and above that a giant mural, on a skylight in the style of Michelangelo. I followed him under the sweeping stairs to a huge room, giant windows on the far side looking out down the side of the mountain and out to the stars and moon. Another man, more rugged looking than the first sat on a couch in only a pair. They then left, holding hands, planning to sleep the day away at Barbaras. I glanced at the clock and saw it was just after four in the morning. I walked back into the living room and Peter had not moved, he was still sleeping. I did notice that he had a very relaxed face and the cutest little hint of a smile. I could not help it and leaned over and kissed him lightly. Despite being exhausted I cleaned up and set the coffee maker for 11am. I went back to the Peter and gently roused him from. Gorim muttered names to Aedan – I tuned them out, knowing I'd never remember later anyway. Kardol was there – Sereda had told the Shaperate about the temple in Bownammar, and they would apparently reinstate the Legion as a noble house.Some of the dwarven men kept shooting salacious looks at Morrigan, Leli, and Solona; those that looked too hard at me suffered Alistair's glare, and soon ceased. Leli used it, making rounds, laughing and flirting, every bit the bard; Morrigan returned every gaze.