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[pubcrawl]

[ Ever since he'd arrived, Bull's first thought had been that he'd stepped through an Eluvian. That was preposterous, there hadn't been a single one in sight in the great hall of Skyhold. There wasn't one here, either. It was what had made the most sense– go from one realm to another without so much as blinking. Enjoy a bit of a tickle and tug at the midsection. ]

Figure talking to this little guy is better than trying to type something out. [ Or that was the gist of the explanation he'd gotten when a kind crew member had given him a quick rundown of the device. Though, Bull could really do without this so-called TAB. ] Most of you probably have yet to see the size of my hands. I would be writing in a whole new language within the first two letters.

It wouldn't be pretty.

[ This giant looking horned man shouldn't need to show his hands as proof, he practically filled the entire screen, hunkered forward just to be sure he can be made out. He gave a smirking grin and cocked his head to the right. ]

So... Aside from what I've been hearing around camp, there should be more dirt to dish with what's been going on. Who's got it? I've got a few jars I could fill. [ Shame those jars couldn't be filled with bees. ] And one last thing– anyone seen or heard from a witch? She goes by the name of Morrigan.

This whole thing reeks of her.

Comments

[otiosity]

I don't think I could flirt with a man named Gary either. Though I've never threatened your facial hair. Or at least never threatened it when you didn't deserve it.

[liberaltus]

I'm not calling him Gary for the record, do you see how burly he is? [Dorian does have a sense of self-preservation.] You don't have to, your presence is a constant threat.

[otiosity]

Burly? I'd say more like he ought to start going for a jog in the mornings. [He is not allowed to be burly while she is a waif. Absolutely not.] Good. I aspire to be as such.

[liberaltus]

Are you jealous? We can work on that you know. [Not saying that she'll be big and burly, but it is possible to be less waif-like.] I worry for your safety, Hawke, you know that I do.

[otiosity]

No, no, it's part of my image now. Besides, I like the surprised look people get when they meet me. [Also she's really lazy so. Then she cocks her head and gives him a sideways glance, like she's trying to see if he's joking.]

You ought not to. I always seem to come out alive. Or mostly alive. Don't want your mustache going grey because of me.

[liberaltus]

Yes, I'm sure that's the reason. [He's not entirely convinced either, lack og motivation would seem to be more accurate.]

Grey? Don't be so absurd. [It's his intention to never go grey as he fully intends to stay younf and attractive forever.] You seem to be very accident prone, not what I was expecting.