And here I thought the snow sticking around longer than last time was inconvienent.

Think I'll be sticking to the stable tower for awhile.

[And also keeping an eye on the journals for his nicknamed people. Speaking of which, he's got a couple he needs to check on.]

[Sealed to Riku]
Hey, Silver. Do me a favor and sound off?

[Sealed to Alistair] ( Read more... )

Just out of curiosity. Has anyone seen any sign of the pumpkins that were actually semi-coherent since the party, or did they disappear as mysteriously as they showed up?

[Varric doubts anyone has, but it can't hurt to ask. There's a pause, then more writing appears.]

Hey, Blondie. You got a minute?

[He better, because Varric's pretty much right ( Read more... )

I've seen a few people on these things mentioning that they can sew.

I know a lot of you will be busy making costumes for the upcoming festivities, but would any of you be interested in helping me with a side project?

[All right, he's waited long enough for this. Much as he's not exactly keen on talking things out, he knows something's got to be said about the zombie thing.

That, and he's got a few questions about what'd happened when Riku first woke up.]

Hey, Silver.

Figure you've come back to your senses by now.

You got a minute?

[Varric's been awake for some time now, reading through the journal entries that were apparently made by him, and then the most recent ones.

He doesn't remember any of it, but some vague, early memories have started coming back to him. He's reasonably sure of his name, at least.]So are the things I've read in this journal true, or was I just a ( Read more... )