Please don't let Steve die. I don't know who he is or where he came from but please keep him. He's gold! (Take a heart
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Steve is just going through a lot right now. He'll be ok...maybe. I dunno.
Please don't let Steve die. I don't know who he is or where he came from but please keep him. He's gold! (Take a heart
)
Steve is just going through a lot right now. He'll be ok...maybe. I dunno.
Sniff. Quick to fall out of it too, apparently.
Eeh... yea... that is a valid point actually. But not with you. And I-I-I will aaalwaaays love you-ou-ou.
What if I play hard to get at first and then give it up but then dump you in a corpse-infested wyvern nest?
I dunno... that seems like an awful lot of trouble to put up with. Usually I'd just meet you somewhere, make a few quick jokes to break the ice, get laid, make up an excuse why I can't stay for breakfast, and then pretend not to know you next time we meet. If that's fine with you, maybe?
Maybe she's polyamorous.
Is that the stuff they make stockings from?
I think he's the last person this guy needs. Stevhen is hellspiraling right now.
Stevhen pushes his cart through the grocery store to pick-up his Hungry-Elf frozen dinner. His cart has a wonky wheel. It squeaks annoyingly and he has trouble maneuvering it. The fluorescent lights burn. Soul-killing, corporate Muzak is playing "I Am the One" as he guides his crappy cart through torrents of turtle-speed elders, spaced-out on elfroot teens, and squealing children who block the aisles. Stevhen grits his teeth and politely excuses himself to the parents parked in the middle of the bread aisle, scolding little Ellehen, who wants a "Melora the Explorer" coloring book. He hates that show. He gets his Hungry-Elf and a box of Antivan wine and makes his way to the check-out, but, of course, all the check-out lanes are full and the lines are long, which is stupid and maddening. He waits in line; in front of him a young elf talking loudly on her phone about some dumb date she had had with some dumb corporate shill. Garish magazine covers with stupid, annoying celebrities and their stupid, annoying problems flank his sides. There is no escape. Anyway, he finally gets to the front of the line, and pays for his food with his gold card. The hollow-eyed cashier tells him to "Have a nice day" in a voice that evokes the inevitability of Death.
As he guides his car through rush-hour traffic, hoping that his groceries don't fall out of the bags and onto the floor, he curses the pick-up truck ahead of him with a "Proud Parent of a Hunter" bumper sticker who keeps abruptly changing speeds.
He just wants to get home and unwind and watch his crime serial so he doesn't have to think about his life.
I dunno... that seems like an awful lot of trouble to put up with. Usually I'd just meet you somewhere, make a few quick jokes to break the ice, get laid, make up an excuse why I can't stay for breakfast, and then pretend not to know you next time we meet. If that's fine with you, maybe?
Eeh... yea... that is a valid point actually. But not with you. And I-I-I will aaalwaaays love you-ou-ou.
Is that the stuff they make stockings from?
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Is that the stuff they make stockings from?
Close enough.
Also, this brings warmth to my heart:
I dunno... that seems like an awful lot of trouble to put up with. Usually I'd just meet you somewhere, make a few quick jokes to break the ice, get laid, make up an excuse why I can't stay for breakfast, and then pretend not to know you next time we meet. If that's fine with you, maybe?
Heeeey, this sounds really familiar... ![]()
Stevhen pushes his cart through the grocery store to pick-up his Hungry-Elf frozen dinner. His cart has a wonky wheel. It squeaks annoyingly and he has trouble maneuvering it. The fluorescent lights burn. Soul-killing, corporate Muzak is playing "I Am the One" as he guides his crappy cart through torrents of turtle-speed elders, spaced-out on elfroot teens, and squealing children who block the aisles. Stevhen grits his teeth and politely excuses himself to the parents parked in the middle of the bread aisle, scolding little Ellehen, who wants a "Melora the Explorer" coloring book. He hates that show. He gets his Hungry-Elf and a box of Antivan wine and makes his way to the check-out, but, of course, all the check-out lanes are full and the lines are long, which is stupid and maddening. He waits in line; in front of him a young elf talking loudly on her phone about some dumb date she had had with some dumb corporate shill. Garish magazine covers with stupid, annoying celebrities and their stupid, annoying problems flank his sides. There is no escape. Anyway, he finally gets to the front of the line, and pays for his food with his gold card. The hollow-eyed cashier tells him to "Have a nice day" in a voice that evokes the inevitability of Death.
As he guides his car through rush-hour traffic, hoping that his groceries don't fall out of the bags and onto the floor, he curses the pick-up truck ahead of him with a "Proud Parent of a Hunter" bumper sticker who keeps abruptly changing speeds.
He just wants to get home and unwind and watch his crime serial so he doesn't have to think about his life.
Too true. All civilisations end up like this.
Don't we also hear how he approached various clans and is driven away because they've become so insular?It is very early. But, I'll touch up on this a little bit.
This isn't true. With the exception of ancient elvhen, all elves were slaves in Tevinter. Dalish have vallaslin because they eventually rose up and attempted to reclaim their heritage. The 'city' elves are just the remnants of the slave population who did not disperse, those who have integrated completely with humans, or those who come from fallen Dalish tribes. But there is no clearcut split between nobility and the former slave class. All of that has been obliterated by time.
When Solas tells Sera that she is far from what she should be, he's talking about elves in general. He isn't saying that she should be a noble. Solas does not like class distinctions.
While he is a bit harsh on the Dalish, you also have to remember that the Dalish have been equally harsh on him. He's not some lofty god incapable of being hurt. He sacrificed everything for them, and in return they demonized him. That doesn't mean his feelings are justified, but it isn't as easy as saying that he feels the Dalish are just playing dress up. The Dalish and the City Elves have essentially repeated the same problems that elves have always had. They formed a class system, and they shat all over the class below them. He wanted more for them.
He is not unaware that this is all his fault. Part of his anger with the Dalish likely comes from anger he feels towards himself.
If the game pisses them off this much, perhaps it's best they don't look at the real world, lol.
Oh **** off!
I'm sorry I came to the forum dedicated to the character to talk about them. No need to be an ******* because I'm getting really hyped about something. You're like a bully from grades school. "Oh you think something is cool, **** you dweeb" yeah thanks I didn't need to hear at here too. Seriously go **** your selfie.
LOOOOL.
Oh **** off!
I'm sorry I came to the forum dedicated to the character to talk about them. No need to be an ******* because I'm getting really hyped about something. You're like a bully from grades school. "Oh you think something is cool, **** you dweeb" yeah thanks I didn't need to hear at here too. Seriously go **** your selfie.

Guys! I'm tired and a bit lonely! Pokemon/Solas related stuff flying around in my head.
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Like I said, I'm tired and lonely xD
Only thing I can think of pokemon related is every time I see the Saurus' name I hear that douche from the show say "Lizasaurus, I choose you!"
Oh **** off!
I'm sorry I came to the forum dedicated to the character to talk about them. No need to be an ******* because I'm getting really hyped about something. You're like a bully from grades school. "Oh you think something is cool, **** you dweeb" yeah thanks I didn't need to hear at here too. Seriously go **** your selfie.
We are happy to talk about Solas! But, most of your posts have been so far filled with expletives and confusing wording. We are but men.
Just relax! We are chill people.
First, good. I love you too.
Second, stockings made from multiple lovers? How very serial killer of you.
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I can get quite a few pair out of the guys I killed in Thedas alone. Let me go through my other universes and I can take up textile trading.
Heeeey, this sounds really familiar...
What should I say? That's my scam... sorry? Uh... "I want you to know what we had was real"? "It's not your fault, it's mine"? "You deserve something better than me"? "Maybe if things were different...."? Just stop me once I hit the right one, okay?
Sorry...
It's ok, we all have our moments like these:

But let's try to take it down a notch or two? We're all polite adults here, surely we can talk this through.
I refer to Solas when we are talking about actions in the present, and Fen'Harel about actions in the past or actions relating specifically to the pantheon. But not always because I am also lazy.
That part wasn't from the Fic, I just think that's too convenient. I don't think it's right. It's just, if he's all "when did I say I would save you?" Why would he free slaves? Why would people abhor and forget him? What if everything we thought we knew about Solas is wrong? What if he's a better liar then we thought, what if he has lingering guilt from leaving everyone to thier fate?
We can't be certain, but according to a codex entry you find in the Temple of Mythal Fen'Harel may have been respected up until the Towers age (just after the exalted march of the dales). At least, the word harellan didn't change from "noble rebel" to "traitor" until then. It may have been that survivors of Arlathan did indeed respect him, and only the Dalish (who weren't formed as a people in their current way of life until about 600 years ago) have this narrative of Fen'Harel the traitor.
We are happy to talk about Solas! But, most of your posts have been so far filled with expletives and confusing wording. We are but men.
Just relax! We are chill people.
Woah, I've never seen that many copies of the same post before, lol.
What should I say? That's my scam... sorry? Uh... "I want you to know what we had was real"? "It's not your fault, it's mine"? "You deserve something better than me"? "Maybe if things were different...."? Just stop me once I hit the right one, okay?
"I'll be back tomorrow for makeup sex." Is preferable. But I'll settle for... number three if it comes with a recommendation, lol ![]()