"Alistair the Perpetually Thorny." Now there's a name for ages.
[ As he ponders how exactly this moniker might look scrawled across the pages of Fereldan history books, he clatters his stabby knife around in the jam jar in his continued pursuit to craft the Perfect Jam-Covered Biscuit. Stabby knife continues to be inept at its new job. You know how it is.
He does pause when the subject of the strange lack of foes in need of vanquishing arises. It's a strange feature of this place apparently. No wandering bandits, no wolves, no demons popping up from the ground. And Neria's right — it's far more unsettling than one might expect.]
It's creepy, isn't it? Nary a darkspawn in sight. [ Disturbing given the recent Awakening happenings which I suppose are either in the beginning stages, the midst of, or recently concluded. ] I did meet a very prickly Tevinter mage, however. Let's just say he and I didn't start off on the right foot. Apparently prickly and thorny don't mesh.
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[ As he ponders how exactly this moniker might look scrawled across the pages of Fereldan history books, he clatters his stabby knife around in the jam jar in his continued pursuit to craft the Perfect Jam-Covered Biscuit. Stabby knife continues to be inept at its new job. You know how it is.
He does pause when the subject of the strange lack of foes in need of vanquishing arises. It's a strange feature of this place apparently. No wandering bandits, no wolves, no demons popping up from the ground. And Neria's right — it's far more unsettling than one might expect.]
It's creepy, isn't it? Nary a darkspawn in sight. [ Disturbing given the recent Awakening happenings which I suppose are either in the beginning stages, the midst of, or recently concluded. ] I did meet a very prickly Tevinter mage, however. Let's just say he and I didn't start off on the right foot. Apparently prickly and thorny don't mesh.