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[Rel Fexive]

I can see there will a lot to enjoy and 'enjoy' this time, as always.

Eventually...

[the Dame]

It's okay. You can cry. Go on, let it all out. I'm right here for you.

 

You are spoiling me, Lightning.

And *stubbornly* I'm not crying.

I'm just..

 

What Bioware did to Leliana if Killed by the Warden and not made Divine is very Interesting indeed.

 

I have Cassandra as Divine and it feels to me like she is at right place, but I'm curious how it is in situation you describe, dear Gold Dragon.

 

Ok, I need to at least try to sleep.

  

 

ETA: ToP? No? When just screenshot spamming.

 

Minor Trespasser spoiler alert.

Spoiler

Modifié par the Dame, 11 septembre 2015 - 03:52 .

[LightningPoodle]

Goodnight, Dame. My shoulder is always here for you if you ever decide to uncork that bottle of yours.

[Beren Von Ostwick]

*Ber strides in, slams back five whiskey shooters, then settles into his seat with a whiskey sour to sip on*

 

Can I just say...

 

[Beren Von Ostwick]

It's not a fuzzy feeling for me now, it's like a void

 

 

Come on, Miss T, let's go kill snoufleur.  That always cheers me up.

[the Dame]

Goodnight, Dame. My shoulder is always here for you if you ever decide to uncork that bottle of yours.

 

I feel conflicted trying to comprehend this sentence, but thank you, I guess.

 

*Ber strides in, slams back five whiskey shooters, then settles into his seat with a whiskey sour to sip on*

 

Can I just say...

 

 

Right back at ya, Beren.

Tonight I'm too emotional.

Need to get out of here. I have reputation to maintain.

 

Goodnight, DrinkQuisition, Poodle, Ber, Dienne, Goldy..  Drinks on me for the night. 

[ravenesse]

*climbs out of her comfort zone*

*yawns*

 

Sure. As always I missed the Grand Dame.

[LightningPoodle]

You know, knowing Bryan Johnson viewed my profile is actually quite scary... Why did he view it? What cause did I give him to do so? Was it purely a miss click? Have I caught their attention? Am I being watched right now, as I write this?

*hides under a table*

[LightningPoodle]

*pokes his head out from under the table* Hi, Rivaini. What's going on with you?

[Tragedienne of Heavens]

-snip-

Come on, Miss T, let's go kill snoufleur.  That always cheers me up.

Aww thanks, Ber Everything is better after making some snoufleur explode

I feel conflicted trying to comprehend this sentence, but thank you, I guess.

Right back at ya, Beren.

Tonight I'm too emotional.

Need to get out of here. I have reputation to maintain.

Goodnight, DrinkQuisition, Poodle, Ber, Dienne, Goldy..  Drinks on me for the night. 

Thanks sweetie, good night 

[Rel Fexive]

Hello hello, clever people from the Drinkquisition.

 

[ravenesse]

*pokes his head out from under the table* Hi, Rivaini. What's going on with you?

Actually I don't really know. Went to bed midday because of headaches, woke up and now the left side of my face is completely swollen. Weird day.

 

 

Hello hello, clever people from the Drinkquisition.

 

Heya!

[Rel Fexive]

Actually I don't really know. Went to bed midday because of headaches, woke up and now the left side of my face is completely swollen. Weird day.

 

 

Heya!

 

Well now, we often seem to miss each other, so heya right back

[ravenesse]

Well now, we often seem to miss each other, so heya right back

You wouldn't greet me back if you would see me more often?

[Rel Fexive]

What?

 

 

That's not what I meant!  It's just I don't often get the opportunity to do so.  So I thought I'd make the most of it and greet you directly.

 

 

 

(I've found far too many 12Doctor gifs to play with)

[Paragonslustre]

DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

 

*Paragon - (level 21 nightmare level)  limps into DQ, shivering and covered in frost, arm in a sling propped up by Sera and Cass, Solas has gone back to his Rotunda.*

 

JoH spoiler just in case

Spoiler

Cabot, warm mead for me and my best gals - STAT.  Well sh*t, that Ice Giant in JoH just handed me my ass.  Oh Man, Hakkon is so making up for my earlier disappointment.  JoH will carry me well to the weekend at this rate and then I have Descent and in the meantime I can catch up.  WooHoo!!   And fade touched gurn - yeah I did!!

 

I think I will spread some lurve and hit the hay.  Happy Paragon is happy again.

[Beren Von Ostwick]

Cassie!  Hey, sweet thang, hows about a grunt for daddy?

 

*Cassie glares at Baren, strides purposely over to him, and punches him square in the jaw with her gauntlet-ed fist*   How about you, sweet thang, help me care for this brave warrior!  Go get me a blanket and a steaming jug of cider, now.  Oh, and don't even think of visiting the armory tonight.

 

*Beren notices Lustre finally...*  Paragon!  Oh, oh, I'm so sorry.  Right away!  *Dashes off to get the blanket and cider for his fbro*

 

*Cassie waits until he's out of earshot and gives a quiet [disgusted noise] and shares a look of disgust with Lustre*  Sometimes I think that boy  isn't right in the head.

[Paragonslustre]

Cassie!  Hey, sweet thang, hows about a grunt for daddy?

 

*Cassie glares at Baren, strides purposely over to him, and punches him square in the jaw with her gauntlet-ed fist*   How about you, sweet thang, help me care for this brave warrior!  Go get me a blanket and a steaming jug of cider, now.  Oh, and don't even think of visiting the armory tonight.

 

*Beren notices Lustre finally...*  Paragon!  Oh, oh, I'm so sorry.  Right away!  *Dashes off to get the blanket and cider for his fbro*

 

*Cassie waits until he's out of earshot and gives a quiet [disgusted noise] and shares a look of disgust with Lustre*  Sometimes I think that boy  isn't right in the head.

 

 First of all, who is that guy and what did you do with Beren?   *Accepts the drink and blanket graciously*  Thanks Ber, um .... Cass, the more you punch him the ..... er ..... less right in the head .... maybe?

 

Well, I would usually have a date with Michel ...... but I have a hankering to discuss some fresco with Solas.  Later guys.  *Paragon leaves as it's a bit embarrassing being the third wheel in a match of tongue tennis with Berssandra) 

[Serza]

Oh my God! This place was on the second page! The master thread, was on the second page!

 

BY THE MAKER, POODS. YOU JUST SAVED OUR COLLECTIVE AR*ES.

 

oh maker no not that.  lol.  *sees Lyn's post* MEAN SHUT UP IN THE NAME OF THE DREAD WOLF *shun shun*

 

No offence, Al, but you are a human. What do you know of the Fen'Harel?

Surely not any more than the Elvhen.

 

*looks around at all the boarded up windows and doors* Rivaini sure fortified this place well.

 

Yeah. Is this Herald's Rest, or Herald's Fortress?

 

DRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!

 

*Paragon - (level 21 nightmare level)  limps into DQ, shivering and covered in frost, arm in a sling propped up by Sera and Cass, Solas has gone back to his Rotunda.*

 

JoH spoiler just in case

Spoiler

Cabot, warm mead for me and my best gals - STAT.  Well sh*t, that Ice Giant in JoH just handed me my ass.  Oh Man, Hakkon is so making up for my earlier disappointment.  JoH will carry me well to the weekend at this rate and then I have Descent and in the meantime I can catch up.  WooHoo!!   And fade touched gurn - yeah I did!!

 

I think I will spread some lurve and hit the hay.  Happy Paragon is happy again.

 

By the Maker! Somebody bring some poultices!

 

Dienne! I know you're a Necromancer, but would you happen to know some spells from the School of Creation?

 

*"WTF" looks because of knowing Mage-y stuff*

What? One of my buddies is a Mage. Saved me from a Behemoth.

[Rel Fexive]

So did I mention I bought Dark Souls?  Well, I bought Dark Souls.  There you go.  Probably be too busy this weekend buying, downloading and writing fic while waiting to play some other game or other  to download or play it though!

 

But for now, farewell.

 

[Rekkampum]

*hic* MY CHOICES DON'T MATTER!  *hic*

[Serza]

*hic* MY CHOICES DON'T MATTER!  *hic*

 

Whawazat...?

 

I'm too drunk.

 

*takes an actual shot of actual booze*

[Beren Von Ostwick]

Greet the sun, Elu Thingol v2.  I've tried to make him as close to the original as possible.  Still a little worried about this "fair weather friends" challenge.  You cannot enable that from the main menu as the trials options simply don't exist in the settings there.  You can only enable it -after- already having an approval conversation wtih Cassie right outside the Chantry while still in chains.  I had hoped there would be a time during CC to do so, but alas there isn't.  *shrug*  Oh well, it's the best I can do.

 

 

*Exerpts from the forthcoming book, "Inquisitor Lavellan:  The Man, The Mark, The Mozzarella" by Brother Ian of the Wycomb Chantry*

Ian:  First, I would like to thank your gracious wife, Aneria, for allowing me to accompany her party here from Wycomb.  It is greatly appreciated, and I am sure you also must be grateful for her arrival.
Thingol:  *Smiles* "Grateful" does not begin to describe my feelings.  These shemlen here, they are by and large good people, but they are not my clan, my family.  I have ached at her absence since my Keeper first ordered me to Haven.  Now, with seemingly the weight of the world on my shoulders, I truly do not know if I could have gone forward much longer without my beloved by my side here at Skyhold.
Aneria:  Pfft.  You better be grateful.  This place is so hard and cold.  Though I confess I've never slept in a more comfortable bed. Those avvar could, I am ashamed to say, show us a thing or two about fur preparation.
Ian:  Right then, straight to it!  The first thing I would like to discuss is

 

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"You will be granted access to the cipher, Brother Ian, only after I am confident nothing written here can ever be used against The Inquisition or Inquisitor Lavellan.  Truly, he should have never agreed to discuss these issues with you, and I am only glad I was able to secure your notes from your quarters whilst the Inquisitor took you out for a friendly fennec hunt.  I would not advise you to attempt to go around me on this issue by appealing to the Inquisitor directly.  It would not be in the best interests of your health and long life."

 - Leliana, Left Hand Of The Divine

[Rekkampum]

Whawazat...?

 

I'm too drunk.

 

*takes an actual shot of actual booze*

 

Hey, I remember you! From that game of Wicked Grace, innit?

[Serza]

Hey, I remember you! From that game of Wicked Grace, innit?

 

Might as well. Who knows, around these parts!