I suppose anything is possible, considering we live in a world where men can aspire to godhood, and a Vint can work alongside a Qunari without it ending in tantrums or bloodshed.
All the same, I'd prefer not to find out. [ He sweeps out an arm. ] Shall we?
[ she says as she slings her own staff into place across her back. (Moira could be scary in her own way, a fact which was completely contradictory to her otherwise sweet nature.) ]
[ There are things she could say here, about pointy sticks and such (and she realizes that she's been spending way too much time with Bull and Sera if that's the case), but she refrains. ]
I really am grateful, by the way. You certainly didn't have to join me.
[ It was just a simple errand for Dagna (well, as simple as errands for Dagna ever got, anyway) ]
[ As he tends to, Dorian waves a hand, dismissing the thanks. ]
And leave you to your own devices, attracting trouble as you do? Please. Someone needs to ensure you come back in one piece, and what better looking candidate than myself?
I only hope your people don't begin rumors. "Ah, the Tevinter is whispering his dark machinations into our Inquisitor's ear again. Should we, perhaps, assassinate him in the night, stem the flow of his evil before it settles in like a dank pond?"
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All the same, I'd prefer not to find out. [ He sweeps out an arm. ] Shall we?
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[ she says as she slings her own staff into place across her back. (Moira could be scary in her own way, a fact which was completely contradictory to her otherwise sweet nature.) ]
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What, you didn't already feel safe, having a noble Tevinter at your back? I'm appalled.
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I really am grateful, by the way. You certainly didn't have to join me.
[ It was just a simple errand for Dagna (well, as simple as errands for Dagna ever got, anyway) ]
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And leave you to your own devices, attracting trouble as you do? Please. Someone needs to ensure you come back in one piece, and what better looking candidate than myself?
I only hope your people don't begin rumors. "Ah, the Tevinter is whispering his dark machinations into our Inquisitor's ear again. Should we, perhaps, assassinate him in the night, stem the flow of his evil before it settles in like a dank pond?"
What will Mother Giselle think?