Adventure time! Or... something.

[whowhatwhy]

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LET'S GO TO THE DEEP ROADS

[3wayforjustice]

The longer we're down here, the more I wonder why it is I let you drag me into this.

[Sorry Nathaniel. You needed a healer? You get the bitching that goes with it.]

EASE ON DOWN EASE ON DOWN... wait

[whowhatwhy]

[ He glances over his shoulder at the mage. ]

What happened to this "being like old times", Anders?

No singing Nate

[3wayforjustice]

Oh, yes. Just like old times. Darkspawn, golems, taint, more darkspawn, taint, taint... taint!

[Aren't you glad you brought him?]

Remind me why I liked the old times, again?

You're no fun.

[whowhatwhy]

You were significantly less whiny, but perhaps that was why I liked the old times.

but i love you

[3wayforjustice]

Maybe I've just realized how much I hate the blighted Deep Roads.

<3

[whowhatwhy]

It's not as though I forced you here against your will, Mage. The least you could do is keep your thoughts to yourself.

The Deep Roads!

[princeorpriest]

[Really, it must be a thrill to do adventures and the like outside of the chantry. Sure, there are the times he helps Hawke with matters in Kirkwall and certain places in the Free Marches... but going to the Deep Roads of all places! A place where heroes and Wardens face the Darkspawn in epic showdowns where it can be only be told in stories-- it was for a brief moment that Sebastian truly understood how the late King Cailin was rumored to have shown much respect for the Grey Wardens.

And with that being said, there will be an arrow lodged into a Genlock's skull after that last skirmish with a sorta princey-priest approaching the corpse.]

Maker's breath... do Wardens tend to have this much excitement when traveling from place to place? I've heard the Deep Roads were Darkspawn hives more or less, but to actually be in the Deep Roads is a lot more overwhelming in person than to hear about it from books and stories.

[whowhatwhy]

"Excitement" is certainly an interesting way of putting it.

[ He gives a dry chuckle as he moves to wrench an arrow free of some Darkspawn's chest. ]

I suppose your Champion doesn't frequent places like this, then?

[princeorpriest]

Aside of an expedition that Varric took them and another person that I can't exactly remember that ended up rising them from living in Lowtown to Hightown in their current estate, I can't exactly say that I am sure visiting the Deep Roads is what they do a lot on their adventures. Still, there isn't a dull moment when the Champion decides to get involved.

[Well, that wave looks like its the last one for now, so he's going to be placing his bow away for now. And wow, he still can't really comprehend on how dwarves can live underground-- and even harder to comprehend if someone like Varric is doing the living part.]

If I may ask, what business does the Wardens have coming down to this part of the Roads? Not that I ever mind giving a helping hand in clearing out Darkspawn and the like, but there is something here that you are looking for, correct?

[whowhatwhy]

People such as that tend to attract excitement. [ There's something in his tone that implies that he knows what that's like. ]

This is the furthest into the Deep Roads anyone has ever been. Is there a reason it shouldn't warrant our attention?

339 Brady Lane

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[For once she's actually outside, perched on a seat she's dragged out of the house to be in the shade of the open garage door since Quinn's filled the garage with his equipment, a folding card table at her side with a dozen different tubes of paint and a canvas propped up on a jury-rigged monstrosity in place of an easel.

She pauses in the middle of painting some twistedly nightmarish landscape, looking at him in a way that seemed like she was studying him. She huffs softly, her ears twitching forward.]

You know, I think you remind me of someone I've seen around town. You've got the same kind of smell to you. Must be from the same place.

[whowhatwhy]

[ Don't mind him- he's trying to make sense of so many things at once here. Most of the stuff in the garage is alien to him, and then there's Mika herself.

He stares for a moment before composing himself. ]

I... beg your pardon?

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[She looks like she's used to the staring. She raps the end of her brush against her nose, as her fingers are coated with paint.]

You have a similar smell. Now that I think about it, it reminds me of a few people. Do you know a man named Anders? Or possibly Fenris?

[whowhatwhy]

I know Anders, yes. The other name only vaguely rings a bell, but it's possible we're all from the same place.

You can really smell that, can you?

[wolfishsurvivalist]

A little, the scent fades the longer someone's been stuck in this town. If you just arrived, you'll still smell like home. Also, sometimes the old scents flare up if any of us get something from home, like clothes or something similar.

[whowhatwhy]

Ah, I am fairly new here. Forgive me for staring earlier. I'm still getting used to the... diversity of the residents here.

PARTY IN THE DEEP ROADS

[hawkeward]

You know, I cannot fathom why you Wardens hate it down here so much. The Deep Roads are always so much fun! All this darkness... [She drives her blade into a hurlock's chest, never missing a beat as she rambles on cheerfully.] Darkspawn... Ooh, and golems too! It's delightful. So many happy memories~

Perhaps I should build a vacation home down here. I'd have the most charming neighbors.

[Marian Hawke: providing you with your several-times-daily dose of heavy sarcasm to make your Deep Roads expedition all the more entertaining.]

[whowhatwhy]

You know, there is a thing as too much sarcasm. You wouldn't want to overdose.

[hawkeward]

You clearly don't know me very well. There's no such thing as too much sarcasm. I can't get enough of it, personally.

[whowhatwhy]

[ He somehow manages to roll his eyes and loose an arrow on an approaching Darspawn without missing a beat. ] I'm sure the Darkspawn appreciate it.

Amaranthine!!

[heartseeker]

Well, everyone was saying that I needed to get out of the Keep and relax...

[This is probably her first day off in... a while. A long while.]

[whowhatwhy]

You have been pushing yourself, recently.

[heartseeker]

I suppose I can appreciate being torn from work if it's to spend time with you.

[whowhatwhy]

You flatter me, my lady.

[heartseeker]

Credit where it's due, my lord.