Mmmmmm! Delicious cake!

Mmmmmm! Delicious cake!

*pushes the last cake over to you*
anyways good night.
*pushes the last cake over to you*
Eww, I don't want it now! It's got dog slobber all over it!
Eww, I don't want it now! It's got dog slobber all over it!

*sad face*
*sad face*
Don't look at me like that, you... you... tea party infiltrator and cake thief!
Don't look at me like that, you... you... tea party infiltrator and cake thief!

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Oh that is not fair! You know it's the truth!
...Stop looking at me like thaaaaat!
Oh that is not fair! You know it's the truth!
...Stop looking at me like thaaaaat!
*whimpers*

Our resident dog is at it again. You gotta stop aggravating the ladies Sparkles haha
Good news is StormQueen isn't sick anymore, bad news is she wants to make something go up in flames. Figuratively speaking of course. Or you know, zap someone with lightning. That's always entertaining.
Excerpt from the diary of Lynroy...
Fetch, my shoulder itches something fierce where I had to apply a poultice. Been a weird day. Received a few notes from back at Skyhold. Nice to hear how things are going on that end of the investigation even if none of us have made it very far. Nothing terribly eventful has happened since I arrived in Redcliffe. Caught the brothers putting their artistic talents to such good use on all our MISSING posters. I seriously wonder how old they are at times. Asked them to keep an eye on my gear, I wasn't going to go in the village packing weapons in full armor. I needed to blend. I had a simple peasant dress and hooded cloak I changed into. Staches laughed and laughed seeing me in a dress. I swear if he wasn't family....Began making inquiries around the market stalls about a chicken abomination, but they all stared at me like I was smokin' elfroot. One guy, Jimmy, seemed to think I was confusing his special ram with a chicken. "He's not an abomination, he's a very special ram!"
Went to the Gull and Lantern to see if I could get anything out of the bartender. He kept glancing in the corner and was very evasive answering my questions. That guy is hiding something, I just don't know what. Made sure I wasn't followed on the way back out of the village, but I couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched. Going to make camp out here with the kids and do some reconnaissance at night. I'll have to listen to these two tell stories and make up wild scenarios. Brayan set up some fire mines. I don't know if they are there to alert us to unwanted visitors or to easily cook some nug bacon.
Emergency Dr Pepper empty. Forgot to refill at Gull and Lantern. DAMNIT! Actually, probably shouldn't except any Dr Pepper from an outside source ri--*some weird jagged line*
Brayan! Nug set off a fire mine. Made me jump. Bacon time.
Our resident dog is at it again. You gotta stop aggravating the ladies Sparkles haha
Good news is StormQueen isn't sick anymore, bad news is she wants to make something go up in flames. Figuratively speaking of course. Or you know, zap someone with lightning. That's always entertaining.
Yay for not being sick! BURN ALL THE THINGS.
I don't know where Beren is or I'd say zap him again.
What's up Drinkquisition?
*Snip*
*sad face*
Don't look at me like that, you... you... tea party infiltrator and cake thief!
Oh that is not fair! You know it's the truth!
...Stop looking at me like thaaaaat!
Haha, I love it when our resident dog gets up to mischief. It always makes me laugh. This totally made my day, thanks guys. ![]()
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Spoiler
There there

*glances around quickly to see if anyone was watching and heads back to her table smirking*
May the fun start soon.
*Cullen hears a quiet rapping on his tower door and is mildly surprised to see Scout Harding when he answers it*
"Scout Harding, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Well sir, this is rather awkward, but I need to speak to you about Ser Beren"
"Ah. Yes, I've gotten more than one report about him being too buddy buddy with some of the mages down at the tavern."
"Oh, no, not that, and frankly I wouldn't worry too much about that. No, this is... well sir, to be blunt, he's losing his mind."
"What are you on about, Scout Harding?"
"Right now, he's down in the courtyard chanting before a shrine or statue or something to his buddy who has gone missing. By all accounts, he's taken the disappearance quite hard and I personally think he's finally lost it."
"Statue?! What the... describe it."
"Well, statue is really quite a forgiving description as his construction skills suck, but it looks basically like..."
"That's hideous. We cannot have that down there. Soldiers recuperating don't need to be seeing that. Tear it down immediately, Scout Harding."
"That's just it, sir. I tried. The second I touched it, Ser Beren snarled at me and brought down holy smite upon me. That wasn't pleasant."
*Cullen frowns momentarily, then asks* "And what is this about chanting? What, exactly, is he chanting?"
"It's just gibberish, sir, I'm sure. No need to bore you with it."
"Scout...."
*Harding sighs and finally sticks her arms out and begins*, "Shooooom Donk is looooooooove wabawabawaba Donk is liiiiiiiiiiiife." "Over and over, sir."
"..."
"I told you it was gibberish."
"KNIGHT-COMMANDER BARRIS, GET IN HERE NOW!"
"Yes, General Rutherford?"
"Ugh, I've told you to just call me sir or Cullen. Please. Now, it seems one of your bretheren has flipped out down in the courtyard. Take a squad and put him in the dungeon until I figure out what to do with him."
"By your command. We'll break that beast!"
"Whoa, slow down there. He's one of your brothers. Don't go overboard."
*Minutes later, Knight-Commander Barris and a squad of Templars approach Ser Beren. Before Beren can even react to their presence, Knight-Commander Barris draws his sword and pops Beren hard on the head with its pommel. Beren collapses like a sack of potatoes and is now in the outer section of the dungeon, where the rushing water should drown out any of his craziness.*
*glances around quickly to see if anyone was watching and heads back to her table smirking*
May the fun start soon.
I have a bad feeling...
I hope it's not more lightning mines. Those things hurt like hell and make my hair do stupid things.
"It seems one of your bretheren has flipped out down in the courtyard."
bahaha, ok looks like someone else beat me to Beren. I'll need someone else to zap with lightning.
*StormQueen sneaks down to the dungeons to go visit her buddy, Beren.. he's still out cold*
Maybe I should go get him a pillow, a blanket.. maybe a book?
Remind me to ask cullen how long he's in here for..
*wanders back to the tavern muttering to herself*
Are we going to have to bust our buddy Beren out of jail?"It seems one of your bretheren has flipped out down in the courtyard."
bahaha, ok looks like someone else beat me to Beren. I'll need someone else to zap with lightning.
*StormQueen sneaks down to the dungeons to go visit her buddy, Beren.. he's still out cold*
Maybe I should go get him a pillow, a blanket.. maybe a book?
Remind me to ask cullen how long he's in here for..
*wanders back to the tavern muttering to herself*
Are we going to have to bust our buddy Beren out of jail?
Hells yeah! DQ Prison break!
We need tools, distractions and a plan.
I can try and distract the Templars, don't know how though...Hells yeah! DQ Prison break!
We need tools, distractions and a plan.