I was deliberately under exaggerating.
ToP: Slightly grumpy when he hasn't had a puff of elf root yet.

I was deliberately under exaggerating.

What then? Normal behaviour?

.."It's our weakness, not our strength, that endears us to those who love us".
I may have uploaded it to YT and it has 300K views already...
...and a fan site?
Oh, is that up already?
-snip-
.."It's our weakness, not our strength, that endears us to those who love us".
*sighs* "We are not the same persons this year as last - nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person."
...and a fan site?
And a fan shop!
Edit: I already got myself a Happy Humping Poodle Doll™. With flexible... limbs! Only for $99!
Oh, is that up already?
I don't know.
But it felt like a perfect opportunity to quote Kasumi.
I was deliberately under exaggerating.
ToP: Slightly grumpy when he hasn't had a puff of elf root yet.
Spoiler
I've tried.


Oh you ****** game. *goes back to it* ![]()
*sighs* "We are not the same persons this year as last - nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person."
"If one stripped you of your exhibitionism, if one took your technique away from you, if one peeled you as one peels an onion of skin after skin of pretence and insincerity, of tags of old parts and shreds of faked emotions, would one come upon a soul at last?"
I adore this book. ![]()
I was deliberately under exaggerating.
ToP: Slightly grumpy when he hasn't had a puff of elf root yet.
-snip-
Damn, he's so sexy for an elf.
"If one stripped you of your exhibitionism, if one took your technique away from you, if one peeled you as one peels an onion of skin after skin of pretence and insincerity, of tags of old parts and shreds of faked emotions, would one come upon a soul at last?"
I adore this book.
You're a very mysterious Grand Dame!
I detect no spoilers in the song above. It's a Trespasser bard song, but all but one of the five Trespasser songs seem to be about the victory over Corypheus.
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I detect no spoilers in the song above. It's a Trespasser bard song, but all but one of the five Trespasser songs seem to be about the victory over Corypheus.
And I was told MaryDen is dead.
You're a very mysterious Grand Dame!
I keep hearing people say that, but still don't understand why.

And some random song ![]()
What areas can I find Felandaris? I just what to finish up The Hinterlands! ![]()
I keep hearing people say that, but still don't understand why.
-snip-
And there goes my uniqueness.
What areas can I find Felandaris? I just what to finish up The Hinterlands!
I know about Emerald Graves and eh... damn... ah Emprise.
And there goes my uniqueness.
I know about Emerald Graves and eh... damn... ah Emprise.
You're the best, Rivaini! ![]()
And I'm out of likes... Damn!
You're the best, Rivaini!

Also I read, when you check Emprise resources and send Leliana's people, they'll bring back Felandaris. But I never tried that myself.
and everyone is out of likes except me? tehehehe
And there goes my uniqueness.
Oh, believe me, nothing can shake the fact that you are unique.
*Paragon is pushed into the DQ on a hand-cart by Scout Harding*
Harding: (shrugs) She said she wanted to die here.
Paragon; (without raising her head) Lie here, Harding lie here! Oh for f*ck's sake - never mind, go and get your ears syringed that's an order. I'm seriously considering my decision to continue this DLC on nightmare but how can I give up now? It's got to get easier doesn't it?
What are we discussing? Oh love. Hmmm, notwithstanding the definition of the term it's a very complex emotion that to me cannot be quantifiable in quoting how others perceive it if you get me as it quite probably means different things to different people. I say we are lucky if we find it and luckier if we can give it.
*passes out from lack of mead*
and everyone is out of likes except me? tehehehe
Nor me ![]()
L.O.V.E.!!!
mmm i could go for some sappy love songs and romance books right now..
*dumps a bucket of mead over Paragon*
*grins as she sits up spluttering and hands her a mug of mead as well*