A very heartfelt suggestion

[arlathvhen]

FORM: Written message posted on the board
SENDER: Beleth, but she didn't put her name down. People who know her well enough to recognize her handwriting can probably figure it out.
RECIPIENT: Everyone in Skyhold
WHAT: A friendly request to not harass the halla, in the tone of a beleaguered retail worker.
WHEN: Put up on the board in the middle of the month, probably will be kept up there for a while.
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: humans are gross

[ The letter, hanging from the message board, has this to say:

'Due to several incidents that have occurred, this is a reminder for everyone that the halla currently with the Inquisition should not be approached unless you are accompanied by one of the Dalish. Furthermore, you are generally discouraged from attempting to poke, prod, ride, shave, and otherwise aggravate the halla.

This letter is not due to any ill will against any members of the Inquisition, this is simply the nature of the halla, and the Dalish will not be held responsible for any bitten fingers, broken limbs, and miscellaneous gorings that occur to those who disregard the advice given here.

Thank you for your time and support.' ]

Comments

[el_tybs]

I think that's more on Orlesian style then I wanted to know.

[degenere]

With bells!

[el_tybs]

[When is he going to learn not to not say anything?]

Ribbons... and bells?

[degenere]

Bells. A half dozen at the least. Terribly tasteless, wouldn't you say?

[el_tybs]

I would say more then tasteless.

[Fashion hardly made much sense before but this certainly takes the cake. What was the point of bells in your underclothes?]

The ribbon seemed silly enough, but bells... who decided that was a good idea?

[degenere]

Will you be riding to Orlais?

[el_tybs]

I- um... yes?

[That seemed a little off topic - why did Valentine want to know?]

[degenere]

Good. I will write directions for you.

[el_tybs]

I know where Orlais is. I don't need directions to get there.

[degenere]

Of course! This is for the shop. Since you are so interested. I will send it along to you immediately.

[el_tybs]

[Oh Maker.]

... I'm honestly surprised you aren't offering to show me yourself.

[That's sarcasm.]

I am not that interested, more like morbid curiosity.

[degenere]

Not going. But I'll remember you wanted the personal tour. Expect your map soon! Morbidity does not come into this particular affectation, though there is some occasional and small pain involved I am sure.

[el_tybs]

Really? You aren't going to Orlais? And why is that?

[Well that was most curious, and good reason to change the conversation just a bit. He didn't actually want a tour, and he's keeping his mouth shut on inquiring about occasional and small pain - just better not to know.]

[arlathvhen]

Is this really necessary.

[ Can't you write notes to each other on your own paper. ]

[el_tybs]

No, I really don't need to know where the guy who decided bells for pelvic fashion was a good idea.

[Technically they're writing on the tacked on piece of paper with Zevran's 'tasteful' art, so they're not writing on your paper.]

[arlathvhen]

Then you don't need to continue this.

[ She burned that picture and she'll burn this too!!! ]

[el_tybs]

Well now I need to know why he won't be going to Orlais.

[An Orlesian not wanting to go to Orlais, Beleth. You don't find that suspicious?]

[degenere]

Because MY favorite bell shop tragically burned down.

[el_tybs]

That's hardly a reason not to go.

I also thought you said you didn't go along with 'preferred' style.

[degenere]

I didn't say what the bells were for.

[el_tybs]

I don't think I want to know.

[degenere]

You're right. A surprise will be more enjoyable.

[el_tybs]

Like your last surprise?

[Playing dead and then getting him in the face with snow?

A surprise from Valentine seems concerning - he'll have to watch him back won't he?]

[degenere]

A surprise wouldn't be very surprising if I gave you a hint!

[el_tybs]

Oh, and we wouldn't want that.

[He's getting this surprise whether he wants it or not it seems.]