Prodding me? [ Now Brennan just looks amused. ] About what? I'm an open book.
[ He's actually not, but he knows his way around a tale well enough - always has, even long before his path collided with Varric's. It's a handy skill to have when you're one of the youngest in a passel of siblings and cousins hell-bent on getting into all the trouble they could find.
Although he coughs slightly at Alistair's suggestion, hiding a laugh. What's the worst that could happen indeed? ] Have you ever tried to get a straight answer out of that woman when she doesn't want to give it? She's Orlesian. Also she carries a lot of knives. I tend to avoid asking any questions that might make her itchy for them. I suppose this is probably a great time to bring up that she's to be our next Divine, isn't it? I suppose those chats with the Maker might come in handy for her after all.
[ Brennan chokes on a laugh at the question about the honey and shakes his head, a wry quirk to his lips. ] No. But I did assign him to partner with a bear on a parade march once.
[ He sighs quietly and takes a draw of his own ale. ] All things considered, there could be much worse things waiting. That? That is survivable. An annoyance and a complication, to be sure. but it could have killed me.
[ As if in response, the Anchor on his left palm flares green for a moment and Brennan clenches his hand tightly shut in a fist around it. ]
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[ He's actually not, but he knows his way around a tale well enough - always has, even long before his path collided with Varric's. It's a handy skill to have when you're one of the youngest in a passel of siblings and cousins hell-bent on getting into all the trouble they could find.
Although he coughs slightly at Alistair's suggestion, hiding a laugh. What's the worst that could happen indeed? ] Have you ever tried to get a straight answer out of that woman when she doesn't want to give it? She's Orlesian. Also she carries a lot of knives. I tend to avoid asking any questions that might make her itchy for them. I suppose this is probably a great time to bring up that she's to be our next Divine, isn't it? I suppose those chats with the Maker might come in handy for her after all.
[ Brennan chokes on a laugh at the question about the honey and shakes his head, a wry quirk to his lips. ] No. But I did assign him to partner with a bear on a parade march once.
[ He sighs quietly and takes a draw of his own ale. ] All things considered, there could be much worse things waiting. That? That is survivable. An annoyance and a complication, to be sure. but it could have killed me.
[ As if in response, the Anchor on his left palm flares green for a moment and Brennan clenches his hand tightly shut in a fist around it. ]