1st Quest ♔ [ Audio ] → [ Commentlog ]

[adorabastard]

[The man's voice, when he speaks, carries a very distinctive accent. British, maybe? In actuality, it's a ~*Ferelden*~ accent, but hey: easy mistake to make. Furthermore, it's quick and obviously rambling, as though the man is a few shades shy of shrieking screaming in a very manly way.]

No no, this can't be. It was just a pinch, it couldn't have

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[Audio] I AM SO SORRY XDDDD;;;;;;; /facepalming

[spellsdeadwrong]

[...well then.

Quite the explosive entrance, isn't he? Asuka looks at his journal, wondering exactly where this guy came from... but he's not able to resist making a comment.]

Hey.

Your book's talking to you now, too.

We're waiting for you.

[Audio] LOL! Don't be sorryyyyyy

[adorabastard]

[Why so ominous all of a sudden, book?]

"Waiting"? Waiting for what?

[Audio] Asuka is just. A terrible person. XD;

[spellsdeadwrong]

[…oh man. Does he really get to do this again? Is someone really believing him? Asuka’s sitting there grinning on the other side of the journal--this is awesome!]

All the people speaking to you through it, all the voices that are coming from it… we’re all trapped inside! We need you to let us out, so we can be free.

[He’s trying so very hard not to laugh right now. He doesn’t quite care so much that his grin is probably very audible--after all, it’s a joke! Kind of. A horrible prank disguised as a joke. Something like that.

It’s still funny.]

[Audio] TERRIBLE INDEED.

[adorabastard]

[This sounds like a job fooooor ... his fellow Warden, actually. BUT, since he's sort of left to make his own decisions at the moment....]

You're trapped?

[He inspects the book, as though it'll provide him with some answer.]

How did you become trapped? What happened?

[Commentlog] Because everyone needs a brainbreaking run-in with the Keep gryphon!

[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel had missed Alistair's initial post, having returned from the forest and taken some time to rest up and recover. She was dozing along the wall walk when she'd roused a bit peckish and rather than heading off to the woods to investigate a bit to eat, she'd opted to head down to the barracks kitchen instead.

She is mid-way along the third floor when the CLANG CLANG of a certain man's armor catches her attention. And, really, how could it not? She pauses mid-step and turns in the direction of the sound, ear tufts perking forward with interest.

She'd only ever seen or heard of Dos traveling in his armor throughout the Keep, although she could not think of why he would be when there seemed to be nothing currently amiss.

However, the figure that appears is unfamiliar and tromping with his sword drawn and the gryphon is understandably wary at that point. She clears her throat, maintaining what she feels a safe distance ..]

Ahh .. heyla?

[Commentlog] Fff oh my goodness.

[adorabastard]

[At first, Alistair has no idea what the creature before him is. Not one of the darkspawn, no, but unlike any beast he's ever seen. But then, it registers, and he comes to an abrupt halt.

[He knows exactly what the creature before him is. They're the very symbol of the Grey Wardens.]

By the Maker....

[He's just gonna ... stand here in shock. Which only becomes more shocked when he realizes the griffon just spoke to him.

[It's official. He must have lost his mind.]

[Commentlog] :Db

[bondedgryphon]

[Zhaneel tits her head slightly to one side, ear tufts flattening back before rising and flicking forward once more. She shifts a bit from foot to foot before settling onto her haunches and curling her tail around over her forefeet.

She studies the man curiously, having heard that particular oath a few times since meeting Hawke and Varric.

Head tilting the other way as the silence begins to stretch and he continues to stare at her, Zhaneel fluffs her facial feathers in a gryphonic blush.]

Is .. ahh .. everything alright?

[Commentlog] fuuu thought I tagged this earlier, sorry!!

[adorabastard]

[He's not meaning to be rude with the staring, really. It's just that a griffon - which is an extinct creature, everyone knows that - is sitting before him. And talking. Can't forget the talking.]

You-- you're...!

[Aaaand he's officially stuttering, as he gapes in nothing short of awe at the creature before him.]

You're real?

[Because asking what's probably a hallucination if it's real is totally logical. Totally.]