You know...I thought recruiting Zevran was the absolute peak of 'desperate times, desperate measures.'

Foolish, foolish girl.

[Stupid things happen when people drink. They suddenly decide that a) they're invincible, b) hitting on that one scary-looking bloke with an eye missing is a good idea, or c) drunken swordfights couldn't possibly end in anything but pure sodding excellence.
Which was probably the reason why Cousland didn't drink much to start with. Bad things ( Read more... )

What? [Suddenly, Alistair finds himself in an unfamiliar room. Is this going to happen often?]

Maker, where am I?

Hello? Any...anybody there? Wynne? Leliana?

...Morrigan? [Turns around.] Did you do this?

This is just another dream, right? All right, Alistair. Don't panic. The sooner you spazz, the sooner you would toss around the sheets and ( Read more... )

[So there's a door with a sign that says:]

"Feeling burdened and/or overwhelmed? So stressed out that not even anAntivan massage would help?

Need a hug?

Enter the Sensi Mages and templars! Wardens Club

Speak your mind, discuss your problems, meet others with similar problems.

And hug!

All are welcomed!"[J.D. had such a club in the Tower. ( Read more... )

The strangest part about everything, Asher felt, was the way in which people listened to him. It was understandably difficult for him to get mistaken for a servant now, with all the armour and weaponry he carried around, but being in the position of a leader ( Read more... )

[Morrigan is sitting in one of the comfy chairs, her feet propped up on a footstool and Flemeth's Grimoire held up in front of her face. Every now and then, she chuckles darkly, probably causing the room to feel a few degrees colder and the hair to stand up on the back of the neck of whoever might be nearby. Does anyone dare interrupt her peace ( Read more... )

[Jowan ( Read more... )

[You are in the party camp.

For whatever reason, you approach Oghren and he says:]

Ehehe...eheheheh! ...ASSCHABS!

(ooc: Voice testing...please go easy? -5 Oghren disapproves)

[An ally saved from shadows of the past, a traitor dead, a king and queen named, misinformation acted upon, chilling news, and a dark offer...

And there was no time to thinkMorrigan said it had to be tonight, before they marched for Denerim ( Read more... )

[ What's this? It's Anders! And he looks a little... puzzled. ]

I don't suppose anyone's seen Ser Pounce-a-lot around, have they? About so big- [ He holds out his hands, indicating the size of a smallish kitten. ] -White and grey, very quick on his feet ( Read more... )