crystal.

[byblow]

FORM: Crystal.
SENDER: Alistair.
RECIPIENT: Whoever really.
WHAT: Shopping lists.
WHEN: Last week.
NOTES: Threadjacking always encouraged. Joke and group-bond away.

Does anyone need anything from Orlais?

I mean, not from the entire continent. And please don't ask for anything abstract, like respect or justice. I can't do anything about that. It is Orlais.

But I left some things at the keep in Montsimmard before all of this mess happened, if anyone else has anything they want me to look for while I'm there, and I'll be in the Dales for a bit [ getting laid ] if anyone wants... wine or something.

If it's anything expensive you have to pay in advance, though. I'm not made of gold, and I'm not conscripting wine. We'll get a reputation.

[ It's funny because they already have one, see? ]

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

I'll take any souvenir of your choosing. Surprise me. ...But not something alive unless it's another cat, please.

[byblow]

I'm not getting you a cat unless Nathaniel says I can. We've almost been getting along. I'm not—

Well, I might ruin it. But not for a cat.

[justice_is_blond]

Then a surprise that's not living, to keep the almost-peace between you and him for a little longer.

[byblow]

Right. Good. Dead surprise. Got it.

[justice_is_blond]

I've a list of some of the most abusive Templars who seem to have slipped away if that helps you.

[byblow]

Anders.

[justice_is_blond]

What, am I supposed to lie and pretend I'm all right with them now? I'm not what I was, but I will never look kindly upon someone who beats another for fun.

[byblow]

You're supposed to not joke about having me hunt down and murder people on your say-so.

I do assume you're joking.

[justice_is_blond]

Of course I am. Corpses smell and I've already got a dog sharing my quarters. I don't need anything else smelly.

Nothing living, nothing dead, please.

[byblow]

Mmmh.

[ The mood is dead.

But he'll still bring a surprise. ]