[ If Hawke was able to chinhand she would - pretty elves are her favourite - well, all elves are her favourite, but she has a soft spot for the pretty ones that could kill someone in the blink of an eye. She leans into the camera, quite curious. ]

I would be more than happy to volunteer. Exploring, trampling through wilderness and killing things? [ Her shoulder lifts, absently, even as her smile widens. ] It sounds like an average Tuesday to me.