Why'd You Kill the Merchant?!

[sansseraph]

Who: ALL O' Y'ALL
Broadcast: If you want
Action: FRICK YEAH PARTY AT THE JUNKYARD...I mean, Waystation. Junkstation.
When: 10/07 - Event End

It looks more like a junk heap than a waystation, but luckily there aren't any math fetishists to add you to the pile (hopefully). Talk to the scavengers and heed their warnings...if you want. Or perhaps you'll approach a shady individual for purchasing or selling stuff.

"Welcome, stranger!"

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

Hm. Well. He is an assassin. He would not be a good one if he couldn't kill people with some degree of satisfaction.

[Says the living weapon, who doesn't really feel anything when he kills people, doop doop. ]

But yes. He does have a skill in reading people.

[bryces_pup]

Very true. He's taught me quite a few things about that, actually. Best places to strike and how to hit them. One of his maneuvers saved my life once. [Against Howe, of all people. Who better to teach her how to fight a rogue than another rogue?]

And in manipulating them and cajoling them. [She chuckles.] At least when he's not driving them crazy. Oh, poor Wynne. I think she threatened to remove his brains through his nose once or twice, and she was the most level-headed of the bunch. [And Zevran just kept on poking her, because he could.] Though I think we all considered that once or twice, especially when he started with the unsolicited sex advice.

[wolfuncaged]

[That gets a chuckle out of him. ]

I should remain on your good side, then.

I imagine Alistair did not cope with that well. He's never come across to me as someone who copes well with someone bringing hsi sex life into the limelight.

[bryces_pup]

Oh, I'm not that scary. Really! Besides, you could pluck out my heart from my chest if you so wanted so I think you have little to worry about.

[At his assertion, she laughs, because wow did he nail that on that head.]

You'd imagine right. I remember him plugging his ears and going "Lalala I can't hear you" once or twice. [She huffs.] Luckily, at least I bothered to listen.

[wolfuncaged]

True, but I tend to have a good reason to do so. You're safe.

[You're not a slaver nor have you tried to kill him, so bonus!]

It's amusing to think of the King of Ferelden as such. It does shatter the allure of loyalty a little.

[bryces_pup]

[Awww yis]

I suppose it does, though bear in mind said king spent half his life in a Chantry. He... wasn't exposed much to that sort of thing. It was all very new to him.

[Queen Riona, robbing Chantry boys of their virginity and making them king since 9:30 Dragon.]

[wolfuncaged]

[Oh bless. ]

Truly? I was not aware the Chantry in the South was so strict concerning those things.

[bryces_pup]

To an extent. I think his personality worked against him a bit, too, and his background. [He was a bit of an outsider, as she understood it. Never quite fitting in anywhere. It made her heart ache a little to think on it.] But no. I don't think the Chantry exactly encouraged ... caboodling.

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris makes a soft noise of amusement. ]

Something the black divine would no doubt use to let his countrymen know what a sorry state the Andrastian Chantry is in.

[bryces_pup]

Oh? Does the Imperial Chantry encourage that sort of thing?

[wolfuncaged]

The Imperial Chantry tends to encourage most things. They parade themselves like peacocks, for the most part. Like most of Tevinter, it's all about the spectacle. It was...quite an education, to learn how Andrastians follow their faith.

[He quite frankly, prefers it, and not all of it is even to just spite Tevinter.]