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Prompt 1 - Pre-Inquisition

Welcome to the lazy little hamlet outside of Redcliffe, known as the Crossroads. Here, you will meet such folks as the old healer Thalen, the horsemaster Dennet, a bright young dwarf girl named Lace Harding and many others. If you're looking for fur to buy, meat for your travels, or a slightly (ahem) better quality of healing potions? Look for the Everdeen sisters. They live in a cottage, right up off in the hills, not far from Maura and her husband Theo. Some say that is where 'those kind' should live, the elves and the half-breeds. Others wish they lived closer to town - trekking out for meat and healing poulstices is a hike, even if it is worth it.

Either way, everyone knows where the Everdeens are. You can't miss the sisters - Primrose with her bright blue eyes and blonde hair, braided as she carries her basket of herbs, her cloak hood just covering the tips of her sharp ears, and Katniss, the elder sister with her slanted, cold grey eyes, grim young expression and dark braid curled around the shoulder of her hunting leathers. Like night and day, those sisters, but ever so devoted to one another. Help one and you will asuredly get help from the other...

Prompt 2 - After the Fall of Haven

The only quiet place to sit, come nightfall, was up on the battlements. The guard rotation was lighter, then, with most of the guards themselves making sure to keep an eye on the tavern, and the main gate. Instead, there were sharp shooters lined up atop the towers, small fires to keep them warm as they watched over the courtyards, and the valleys below. Katniss wasn't on such a rotation, not yet, but she too liked to sit atop the battlements and watch all the chaos below.

Some part of her knew that she should try, just try, to make a connection with her newfound cause. She could hear Primrose pleading with her, dragging her towards the tavern, or where others were sharing a meal in the main hall. Yet here she remained, since she arrived, for about a week. Keeping herself apart and waiting for the return of the Nightengale and the Commander, so she could be 'sorted properly'.

For now, she was just a watch eye from above, abeit perhaps a slightly wistful one at the strains of a strangled song. If you come closee enough to her, you can hear her singing in turn...
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