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I've got some important things to do, very important, so you're all going to have to survive without me for a while. If you get into any trouble and I'm sure you all will, just... go to Aveline, she'll fix it. Won't you Aveline? [ She'll make it up to her later, she swears. ]

So don't go fighting any dragons without me. [ She totally scribbles a little ♥ at the end of that. ]
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( carver )

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Blighted

Sorry

[ A few more false starts before she erases the filter all together. He should be able to figure out what she's going to be doing, he's smart like that. ]
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The dwarf is gone... well he's been gone for a while, must've forgotten to mention it with the whole castle taking a giant camping trip to Crazyville. [ A pause. ] Figures Varric would be the first to make a break for it. [ Now who is going to listen to her moan about things and turn them into ridiculous stories? ]

Anyway... know of any good caves around here? Haven't had a decent cave adventure in a while.

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[ Try years. It took him a long time to see past his own nose and grasp how things weren't unending doom and gloom. When he had... then he's truly started coming into his own. That he'd forgiven Hawke (and himself) along the way was a bonus; not entirely expected, but welcomed. ]

... I know.

[ He thinks. He doesn't know what to say. Part of him would love to mock it, in a less harsh way. "The Champion of Kirkwall, apologizing to the gigantic tit? Never thought I'd see the day." Maybe he would later, when he brings this up again.

... Yes. That was an excellent almost plan that he'd forget about for a while. ]

I hear there's a tavern down in the city called The Great Adventure.

The Great Adventure?

You're paying.

As long as you're drinking.

[ Which could almost be cryptic, except he sounds... annoyed...... LMF about this. Whatever. HIS LOSS IS HIS OWN. He stands up, armor creaking with his movement. Pending she doesn't get up at the same time, he'll bother to offer her a hand. ]

And I don't have to handle any of it.

Don't tell me the mean old magical building took away your alcohol tolerance?

If only I were so lucky. Then I'd still be able to get drunk.

[ Starting toward the road on down to town, he waits to hear Marian moving with him. ]

Oh Carver, I'm so sorry.

[ ahahaha he scowls at her a bit. LMF MARIAN... He suspects he's being mocked. Just a bit. Okay. klasjdf ]

Not as sorry as you will if you let me handle your flagons first.

You touch them, dear brother, and I will feel no guilt in freezing that lovely armor of yours.

Remind me why I missed you, again?

Because you love you utterly talented and beautiful big sister.

Especially with how humble she is. Who can resist a paragon like that?

[ Or resent one HAHAHAH -- oh, wait. ]

No one, there are literally hoards of people lining up at my door.

Looks like visiting would have been impossible, even if I'd wanted to. Unless you kept the back entrance open.

The back entrance was always open, it's a surprisingly good escape route.

Too bad it wasn't any use when we were actually getting out of the city.

[ or was it? ]

Think this castle has any well meaning escape routes out into the back woods?

Not sure, but we can always make one.

... When do we start?

[ he's been getting bored okay asldjfk and working... at the farms........... getting fields ready for winter ]

In a week or so. I told them I wasn't going to be around for a while, might as well pretend I'm gone.

Before you say anything I'm very curious to see how they fall apart without me.

And they willingly make you leader?

Of course they did, how else do you think they'd be able to stare at my ass all day?

[ oh god a groan... ]

Sister... I didn't need to hear that.

[ Dear Maker can they get her drunk already, he doesn't want to hear about how her companions all stare at her ass all day. He'd personally glared at the back of her head all that time ago, but uh... ]

[ He just ends up... rolling his eyes and looking away. LMF. Does not need this mental image. Aaaaah!

After a few minutes of silence on his end, he comes up with a pretty out there question. ]

Is it strange? Being cut off from the Fade, I mean, and not being tranquil.

It's... weird. It feels like I keep running into a wall every time I go to sleep.

[ He seems to consider this. All the weirder, as his eventual response boils down to; ]

I think I know what you mean. In a way.

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