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[onetrackminds]

Who: The crew of the Oargy
Where: On the ship! They're in the North East currently, near Himmelen, but that may change.
When: All of March
What: Everything.
Warnings: None yet! I'll edit if it becomes necessary, which is likely.
Style: You choose.
Status: closed

[ooc: Everyone behave, now. Or, you know, not.]

Comments

[bloodandbattle]

I tend to be that friend to my friends. But that's only because they made me the leader.

[selfmadewoman]

Yeah, I get that a lot.

"Hawke, what should we do?" "What do you think, Hawke?" "Why did you agree to do that, Hawke?!"

...When things go wrong, of course.

[bloodandbattle]

Of course. Even when they've plainly stated that they'd rather you lead because they're crap at leading they still get upset and question you. And when you tell them they could lead instead, it's always "Oh no! I'm not King material! Let Anora have the throne!".

[selfmadewoman]

And they get mad at you when you handle hard situations, but Maker forbid they do it without your help.

I have a few friends like that.

[bloodandbattle]

I'm beginning to suspect it's a sadly common state of affairs. At least the both of us managed to befriend a dashing rogue. You, a pirate. Me, an assassin. The two of them, having lots of sex with each other. The circle of friends is complete.

[selfmadewoman]

So we have a dashing rogue each.

[She can't help but smile.]

A brooding warrior? A charming storyteller? An apostate? A noble warrior? ...A second apostate?

[bloodandbattle]

[He started counting off on his fingers.]

Brooding warrior, charming storyteller, an apostate, a noble warrior.... but not a second apostate. Circle mage on leave from the Circle to accompany me. That's five we both share. Five out of six so far. Let's see... did you happen to get a drunken lout or a pigeon killer? Those are very important to filling out the party, you know.

[selfmadewoman]

Well, my second apostate is a former First of a Dalish Keeper, so that's not... totally an apostate? I don't know.

[She shakes her head, laughing a little. Because, well, it sounds like they run in similar circles.]

No pigeon killer, but Isabela loves her drinking.

[bloodandbattle]

I'm not yet doubling up, so I'll take both as a 'no'. I hope you at least managed to get yourself a faith dwarves merchant to follow you around for those times you oh so conveniently needed a new weapon or a sturdy pair of boots. Well, I suppose it doesn't have to be a dwarf. I'm just rather fond of the one I had.