be fenris, beat up anders (altho I have to agree that your zevran voice is on point and hilarious! PARKOUR, MI AMOUR)
A new morning. Let us hope it comes with a minimum of magic-related idiocy. The walk to the courtyard is peaceful and contemplative. No random assailants with disturbingly similar faces. No suspicious runes scrawled on walls. No abominations. Shanedan, Sten. Would you object to company? [Empathetic grunt.] Truly? I will watch for signs of trouble. There are far too many mages in in close contact for my liking here. Wynne seems reasonable, but having Anders and the daughter of Flemeth near each other makes me cautious. Madame, that is just my face. It seems I will have no peace until I cooperate. Very well, I shall endeavor to exist with a less offensive expression. Hm. You have a pleasant smile. No. I have not slain him. That is the limit of my tolerance. The two of you in cahoots will lead to nothing but trouble. Witch, you should pick your company with more care. Things tend to explode around this one. Insulting, perhaps. But accurate. Or would you dispute that? That's what I thought. No. I do not like this. Or this. What are you planning, witch? If you need something to occupy your time, I could use some assistance in monitoring this mage collective that is forming in our halls. Of course. You seem frustrated. I can help with the muscular tension, if you wish. Hmph. Very well. [Sten then proceeded to groan. Everyone was uncomfortable. He walked away.] And I, as well. Hawke, please try not to involve yourself in whatever madness brews in these halls. If you find yourself drawn in. You know where to find me. Is this some of Isabela's smut? If so, I feel I should inform you it is probably about your older siblings. Was setting it aflame really necessary?
...Yes. But not because you suggested it. It seems that you are not all operating with one mind. I find this comforting. But the answer is no. She is my friend. Don't look at me like that unless you wish to fight. Hmph. ... [A genuine smile!] [The smile broadens!] That expression doesn't suit you. It is out of place on your typically foolishly cheerful face. Go frolic in the fields and try not to summon any demons. Marevas. Stenokost. Maraas shokra. Consulting that foul statue is not without merit when it provides such information. Sten. Food? I agree. They also do nice cookies, which I've been told you're partial too. [Shrug. Measuring look. Slight smile.]
Kinky. But I am afraid I will have to decline, my tall and sullen compatriot. I cordially invite you to eat my ass. I have no idea what you're referring too. I am as serene as any of Andraste's statues. See, I am even smiling! Fire your quarrels where you may, master Tethras. Though, if you are concerned with equality, I would not decline an invitation to observe the proceedings. [Contented Kathy noises] Certainly, Seeker. You can bend my ear any time you like. I will never tire of your delicious sultry purr. Please, feel free to sit me down for chats about obscenities more often, Lady Pentaghast. You are even more beautiful when your cheeks are lit by a glowing blush. As you wish, fair lady. I cannot resist those eyes and your commanding demeanor. ...Are you well, Morrigan? What game is it you are playing, here? Bah, come here. Motivations mean nothing. Am I? Then I suppose you will have no desire to accompany me to the showers, hmm? I am a man of simple needs, dear lady. Would you care to see more of me, by any chance? Spoiler: The Witch and the Crow Got It Goin' On I find it is better to ask permission rather than forgiveness, my raven haired beauty. I shall make a note of your preferences, should we dance this dance again. Certainly, Alistair. What is on your mind? You are so adorably naive. I wonder, do you ever pause to consider your words before they fly from your mouth? I can certainly involve restraints next time, if that would please you. I like the way you think, serah Hawke. By the way, have I told you how enchanting your eyes are? They gleam like lyrium veins. Opportunity is limited only by creativity, Champion.
[Intrigued Zevran noises] Would you like me to make you purr, lovely lady? Forgive me, I was caught up in a near religious fervor. You are right. I shouldn't neglect the rest of your incredible body. Spoiler: A fine tradition is continued. What a satisfying and productive day this was.
I am so delighted about Fenris. And Zevran is clearly living the dream. Meanwhile, Alistair is true to canon. *snicker*
I had a bunch of things I was going to quote to comment on, but when I actually looked at them all I could think of to say about them was pretty much "Fenris, no" and "Zevran, no" so I'll keep it shorter by saying those things by themselves. I must say though, I'm intrigued by Fenris and Sten, they seem to get along well!
Update might be a little late as I am miserable and have retreated to the couch for plushies snuggles. However while there is a delay: what should I do as Merrill?
I didn't play Merrill all that much, but part of me is screaming "FIND BETHANY, THEN FENRIS. HE SEEMS TO LIKE YOU BOTH. KINDA. IN HIS WAY. MAKE HIM LIKE MAGES BY WAY OF TIDDY MAGIC."