When you're done designing outfits, you need to click the "single" button and that'll save the uniform for just that character.
It's the weekend, so I thought on Saturday I'd run around as the Warden and check on people. She's still not very well known. Probably because all she does is trail around behind people and stare. Zevran likes her though! And the Inquisitor continues to harass her, while Hawke is interested. #canon Dorian hooked up with Oghren yesterday, and it looks like his relationship with Varric is on the rocks. Josephine and Alistair are an item! It looks like Blackwall has moved on, for the time being, while Sera is carrying a torch. I know, Sera. The school is filled with beautiful women. I feel your pain. Time to check the stats and see how people are doing! Damn. Josie, Varric and Anders are in hot competition for that top spot. Oghren probably got drunk and nearly drowned in the pool again. Anders is a limp noodle, and Sten can lift everyone. Huh, that's interesting. Clearly the Warden needs to be besties with Morrigan. She set off to find the witch, but was ambushed by Varric, who wanted to chat. You like books? - Scribbles information in notepad - What kind? What length? Favourite authors? Preferred edition? Why am I being so specific and staring so intensely into your eyes? I am a woman of conviction, Varric. I like to get things right the first time. What kind of gift wrap do you like? Slightly creeped out by the Warden's hyperfocus and monotone, Varric backs away. The Warden assures Aveline that they saw nothing. That's a lie, she sees everything. Judging by the look Aveline gave her afterwards, the blacksmith turned guard captain wasn't fooled. Zevran came by and wanted to talk. [...] The Warden didn't do much talking. She's very good at nodding and letting people believe what they want too. Zevran then wanted to talk again, and since it's more efficient to get companion interaction done in one big chunk at camp, Ellara shrugged and let him keep talking. Yes. Especially for the Warden, who is constantly hungry and has the specter of a painful early death looming over her. Apparently that observation killed the mood though, because Zevran quickly left. The Warden shrugged it off, it was only -5 approval points. She can give him a gold bar later and they'll be besties in no time. She spotted Fenris in the courtyard, who was also being quiet and minding his own business. She suggested they do this together, and he grumbled and said fine. - Thumbs up - Blackwall wanted to talk after that, and the Warden squinted suspiciously as he introduced himself as a Fellow Grey Warden. But, fine. If that is your attempt to console her after Adaar's forceful displays of 'affection', you're not really very good at this, Blackwall. In a sour mood after that, she found Fenris again. Her stomach has been grumbling nonstop since the food conversation, so she asks him if he wants to go eat. - Looks up from the decimated remains of a entire red velvet cake. Thumbs up. - Apparently Fenris was impressed that she could fit so much food inside her tiny body. [...] - Intense eyes and creepy attempt at a smile - This guy gets her.
The next day had me customizing outfits (some of which turned out not to work unless in a H scene for some reason) and playing as Hawke. Ridiculous, inappropriate Purple Hawke. Why hello there, tall, bald and chin. Sure, I'll help you out, fellow mage. I won't even ask for a reward! When one spends an inordinate amount of time breaking into private property, certain skills are honed. Like breaking down doors with a giant, flaming stick. You have one of those, right? Perhaps you can show me a few new moves sometime. ;) Solas chuckled and wandered off, and Sister Nightingale suddenly dropped by to say good morning. I live in a mansion now, Sister. With a large and very protective dog. Oh thank the Maker. Did you see the cold murder in those eyes, Morrigan? You should really teach me that shapeshifting trick so I can defend myself better against the machinations of the crazy Inquisition Spymaster. Really??! Finally, my draconic dreams will be fulfilled. You are far more reasonable than your mother. Oh, should I not have bought her up while kissing you?Don't leave, darling, at least teach me how to turn into a drake first! Drat. Oh, I'm sorry. It's just...you're very small and easy to trip over. Varric, my girlfriend was going to teach me how to turn into a dragon, and I blew it. You, me, beer. Let's do this- Isabela did you just drop from the rafters onto the poor dwarf? Varric, any broken bones? Oh wait, no. You're perfectly healthy. Morrigan, perfect. I wanted to apologize for talking about your mother while you were sucking on my neck. I'll take that as I sign I've been forgiven. How could anyone resist those sultry golden eyes? Oh hey, there's my uniform. Spoiler: Mage on Mage Action You know what I like, serah. And what I like is that thing you commissioned from the Naughty Dragon Emporium in Tevinter. You're the only one who indulges my interests, Morrigan. Speaking of which, I was wondering if next time you could put your hair up a different way. Like horns, perhaps. Studded leather would look amazing on you too. I couldn't agree more, Varric. Hanging around with someone who can turn into a giant, fire breathing lizard is pretty great. Who? Oh, right. Oh, Sera. Well that's not surprising, the girl makes no secret of her desire to bump uglies with every woman in the nation. But, what's this? Why, Morrigan. I'm not mad, I know you two go way back. Maybe help me get on the guestlist too though, eh? We skipped class and I spent an hour curled up in the scaly arms of a dragon. Life is good.
Wynne's been managing things just fine on her own, but I thought I'd ride on her shoulder for the day as a friendly sprit of bad decisions. However, even I cannot advocate a decision that bad. There are plenty of beautiful young ladies who aren't old enough to be your grandmother at this academy, Sera. You don't need to pursue this old woman. I am flattered by your offer, however. Perhaps you should go chat with the Inquisitor instead? Or the...Warden. I see. That might not be the best decision, young lady. The Warden does very important work and you're. Distracting. Unlike the Inquisitor, she doesn't have a bevy of advisers. Except myself, of course. Would you like me to speak to Messere Adaar for you? Put that bucket down this instant. Now, how's my favourite King doing? His match with Josephine is sound, all things considered. She seems to be a tempering force for him. But Morrigan's increasing interest is concerning. And what about Varric? He's a pleasant fellow. Oh my.
They must have decided on an open relationship. How kind of Bianca. No. And as it is not even noon, you shouldn't be either. Don't you have important Admiralty business to attend too, Isabela? Of course, dear. I am always happy to meddl-I mean, advise, people about their love lives. Let me just go get my things. I think I know that far better than you, Guard Captain. But thank you for your warning, I will do my best to heed it. Now if you'll excuse me, I just need to check- Maker's breath, is there something in the water today? Hello, Warden Blackwall. How old are you, exac- No, no. I'm afraid not, serah. My position doesn't allow for flirtation with my charges. Even the ones with magnificent beards. Please excuse me. Oh dear. That's what has Leliana upset. Behind that smiling exterior she is a ruthless woman, The Iron Bull should watch his step. I'll have to take this request for mediation seriously. But first, some lunch. Sera, please. This is where we eat. Alistair, your lunch is in the hotbox, in that little round box with your name on it. Now, finally I can get to work on- Sera put on some clothes.
Zevran just came up to Wynne and said 'okay?' So she said yes, since aside from some mild frustration at Sera's nudity she's in a good mood, and then suddenly the rogue is sampling the circle's goods.
So Isabela cornered me as the Warden. And because it's tradition, I was more than happy to engage in some wrestling practice. And then Zevran was there, and. Well that's also tradition. But Sera walked in and happened to see what was going on, and now she and Zevran are feuding over the Warden. Blond elven rogues: FIGHT.
Just saying, if Anders kills Varric I'm restoring from a save. I don't know what my favourite dwarf did, but. He is to be protected at all costs. He's also currently dating the Inquisitor, and called off all his other relationships. Hawke has promised to reward him if he does good on the exams though.
Oh noooooooooo My guess is she went after Bull but he overpowered her? Since he's a lot stronger than she is, but the other girls are neither stronger nor wiser. I support this 100% Hands off the dwawrf, Blondie! >:E
We have our first fatality ;n; Honestly, Inquisitor Adaar was a menace, and the Warden at least will breathe easier for her being locked up. Everyone else is really going to miss Isabela though :(