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[serafadewalk]

[Most of the page involves a sketch of a stick-figure demon bristling with arrows and knives, a cloud of bees surrounding it. Also it is on fire.]

So tha's done, right? Anyone else seen any creepy bumps in the night? I mean aside from who the sneaky tit is that's been on my roof.

My roof, you git, get your own.



Oy, Inky, you alright? I can't keep half track of who's what, but you're you. Varric's him. I'm me, yeah? But what's the plan?

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[legacyofhousepavus]

Nothing bad ever happened following the phrase, "What could possibly go wrong"! Alright, I'm in.

[lavellanfadewalk]

That's what I love about you Dorian!
<3

...

Wait, sorry, you're not my Dorian, I bet, otherwise Varric would've told me. Yea, sorry.

[legacyofhousepavus]

I don't believe I am, no. But I'm not opposed to taking that place for a while. It's terribly lonely wandering around the greenish murk on my own.

[lavellanfadewalk]

That doesn't really sound right, y'know?
But I can surely accept another Dorian as my drink buddie.

Do you drink, right?

[legacyofhousepavus]

"Do I drink," What kind of man do you take me for! Of course I drink.

[lavellanfadewalk]

Okay, maybe our realities aren't that different.

That is comforting.

[legacyofhousepavus]

We could sit down and trade notes, if you'd really like. Listening to each other's life stories might serve as an excellent distraction to all this nonsense.

[lavellanfadewalk]

I couldn't agree more.

So, Herald's Rest?

[legacyofhousepavus]

There isn't anywhere else in Skyhold with as much wine and company.

[lavellanfadewalk]

I'm on my way.