#v:da

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@moonshinemuses

Avery smiled listening to him before laughing softly. "You would find me leading an army sexy." She said shaking her head. She moved to cup his cheek and hummed softly. "You weren't the only one having lonely nights with fun thoughts." She laughed softly, letting her hands fall from his cheek moving to grab his own. "Also, have you seen yourself in a fight?" She said. "Its amazing to watch you, I got distracted a bit, probably what clued in Varric now that I'm thinking about it." She thought outload, tilting her head a little.

Adam chuckled softly at her comment of getting distracted. “Oh yeah? Well maybe I should show off a lil more next time there’s a chance, really distract you then.” He said with a smirk as his hands grabbed hers back at the touch. “Though I doubt we could have fooled Varric for long anyway, given his “worldly” experience, he probably figured it out long before us.” He chuckled again.

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Adam let out a laugh with hers. "Well I can fully believe that, I've met the lady and even I'm on my best around her, down right scary." He gave another chuckle. "Well to the hanged man then I suppose? Maybe we'll even have a chance to play wicked grace with Varric." Adam and Varric both living at the Hanged Man certainly made it the spot for Adam, plenty of people of all colors to flirt, get free drinks out of, and sleep with. Plus Varric was nearby for stories and everything more wholesome about being drunk.

Adam gave a overdramatic gasp, holding his chest at her accusation. "How dare you! I'll have you know I have nothing but the most honorable dishonorable intentions for or with you my Lady!" He said with a chuckle, knowing Adam that was certainly both a joke and a promise. But whether that promise towards dishonorable was lewd or crime, who could know.

"Damned by faint praise if ever I heard it!" Avery chuckled. It wasn't hard for him to be the most charming man in Kirkwall. It was Kirkwall. She supposed that perhaps Varric could give him a run for his money in that regard but the two would be evenly matched.

"Maker, yes! Not to mine, however. My lady mother is not kind to those of us suffering from a hearty night before. She still hasn't forgiven Carver for throwing up over her favourite rose bush after his eighteenth birthday." Leandra still hadn't forgiven her for getting her younger brother that wasted in the first place either. Responsible older siblings do not get their younger siblings so drunk they can't stand up straight. She had the both of them scrubbing the house from top to bottom, raging headaches be damned. Her mother could be a terrifying force in the right circumstances. Staying the night in the Hanged Man would be a blessing in comparison to her wrath.

"You know, Adam Bayher, some would think that you have dishonourable intentions with me. I have to remind you that I am a lady." That was a joke and a half. She didn't have a ladylike bone in her body.

[samueldays]

While fire is a special problem, there's also the usual White Wolf RPG problems in these Vampire:Dark Ages rules, which on one hand, it's to be expected that they're still around when I go back to an older version, on the other hand, that's an even worse insult to the design skills that the bad ideas have hung around for over 20 years to still be in more recent WW games.

In particular: The character generation and advancement systems have enormous mechanical incentives to hyperspecialize at once.

Vampire Disciplines alone are worth 10 experience points for the difference between a 1/1/2 split and a 0/1/3 split, in a system which begrudges you every single experience point. This isn't DnD where you get XP by the hundred, no, you get between 1 and 5 XP per session.

Which brings me to the XP award guidelines. A group who showed up to the same session and participated in the same events of the evening are, as a matter of rulebook guidance, given different amounts of experience points. Everyone gets 1 XP automatically, then there's another 4 single-point awards at the whim of the GM:

Learning Curve: The character learned something from his experiences during the chapter. Ask the player to describe what his character learned before you award the point.

Good idea, bad incentives.

Acting: The player roleplayed well — not just entertainingly, but appropriately. Award for exceptional roleplaying only; your standards should get increasingly higher. In most cases, award this only to the person who did the best roleplaying in the troupe.

Who let Eris write the rules? This is like an Apple of Discord, "To the best roleplayer." It would merely be a bad idea if it were in secret DM material. But in V:DA, it's written in the same section and chapter as the XP Costs for character advancement, which the players are going to need to consult.

Concept: The player acted out her character’s concept very well.

This one's fine.

Heroism: When a character risks herself for others, such as when she fends off several enemies with torches in order to allow the rest of the group to escape, give her an experience point. Don’t let characters take advantage of this; there is a fine line between heroism and stupidity.

This point would be better without the stupid Rötschreck rules that take it out of your hands whether you can risk yourself to fend off several enemies with torches, or whether you panic like a gibbering moron and are forced to run away at the sight. (You can spend Willpower to hold the Red Scare at bay, for three seconds, allowing you to take one action before panicking.)

It would also be better if White Wolf didn't foment antagonism between GM and players.

And it would also be better if White Wolf didn't suggest being stingy about 1 measly experience point for risking your life. Stupidity already has the punishment of "you risk dying".

[exquisitetasteandcunning]

"Don't be scared..."

//I don’t remember the exact prompt but it was a kid AU

Hannibal said nothing--he wouldn’t have been able to if he tried. He simply sniffed again, the ghost of a smile playing about his lips at the smell of the food. The new cook was already far better than the old one, somehow managing to turn iced-over vegetables and meager meat into something that actually smelled like it might be edible. It was the most cause for excitement that Hannibal had been given in years. He stood steadfast at the door to the kitchen, watching through a crack in the door in the hopes that he might see what was being prepared. He hadn’t expected to see another young person in the kitchen, much less a girl in an orphanage almost completely dominated by boys. It was strange that she thought him frightened, but he supposed it hardly mattered. He nodded in reply, reaching out a hand to the other child. He then removed his jacket and showed her the lable inside in which his name had been written, the closest he could manage to a polite introduction.

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@bloodlaurel asked: "Stop talking. The worst thing that you can do right now is say another word." (Avery)

Adam was very much about to keep talking but thought better of it at the last second, better to do what the angry warrior says than not. However his sense of reason seemed to only go so far as to stop him from talking as he then proceeded to blow her a kiss and make a heart with his hands. He may be the handsomest man in Kirkwall but sometimes he could be counted amongst the stupidest.

[kingshixld]

v: Dragon Age

Bare your blade and raise it high. Stand your ground, the dawn will come

I may have gotten a little carried away with this. Have fun reading, and if you’re interested please let me know!!

>9:30-9:31 Dragon - the Blight and what came before

The Amicitia family is a strong one, bred as warriors destined to protect the Theirin line. His father proudly stood by Maric’s side as he fought to reclaim his throne. Growing up, Gladio knew he would one day serve Cailan and act as his shield. The two were fairly close, but Cailan’s want for glory and his habit of simplifying issues drove Gladio mad. 

But that fateful day in Ostagar, Gladio was devastated to see his King fall. 

As he was sworn to protect the royal line, he first went to Anora. However, it wasn’t long before Gladio and Loghain were at each other’s throats, as Gladio blamed the man for Cailan’s death. When the Warden and her party were preparing for the Landsmeet, Gladio secretly went to meet with them and offer his assistance. It was only after he shared his reasons that they trusted him with their secret: that Alistair was Maric’s son as well. 

Gladio pledged his loyalty to Alistair, and told the Warden he would help them however he could. Since he had grown up in the castle, he had many connections and was able to speak on their behalf. After Alistair and/or the Warden took the throne, he stayed by their side, doing whatever it was they required of their Shield. 

9:31-9:40 - the calm between the storms

tba when I think of it

9:41 Dragon - the sky torn open

tba when I think of it

[a-kiasyd--in-need]

ask meme: 2-8 and what he thinks about the Toreador

2. What year were they born (or how old would they be in life), and what age do they appear? What age do they feel? Solomon (Born: Rene) was born approximately 1200AD, He isn't exactly sure himself and appears (via Mytherceria/The Grandest Trick) to be in his thirties at most. What age he feels depends on recent happenings, i.e. a sudden reminder he's almost a methuselah.

8. Who are their Touchstones, if any? As of current, that would seem to be his childe by adoption, Leonard.* (If mun's understanding of touchstones is correct.) ...Clan Toreador? [V:DA] "The High Clan of the Roses are not to be painted with a wide brush, so to speak. The artisans and craftspeople typical of the Clan Toreador are a well-tailored image to conceal their more practical applications as scions of their respective sects." - Solomon D'Bretagne in a letter to the Archbishop of Rennes, 15th Century [VTM/Modern Nights] "The Toreador are what one's modernized and idealized image of a vampire is, for better or for worse."

[abby824z]

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Minuto : 16:50

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[tevintermagisterium-blog]

@angeliamaritudinem​

Who is the most affectionate? ....yes. OK I CAN’T REALLY ANSWER THIS QUESTION - They are both lost puppies in need of constant love and attention and can’t really find anything better than one another’s arms.  Sometimes Gabe, sometimes Cae. Most times... I’d say Gabe... Sometimes Cae is just too into his work.

Big spoon/Little spoon? Big: Cae Little: Gabe

Most common argument? HMM... I can’t think of one except either drunk misconceptions or... just, with one another before Cae is out of the closet?

Favorite non-sexual activity? CUDDLES FOR DAYSSSS - and playing with one anothers hair BUT CUDDLES

Who is most likely to carry the other? Cae will never deny to carry Gabe when alone or with family

What is their favorite feature of their partner’s? Cae can’t get enough of Gabriel’s smile, just that moment of happiness which leaves the mans face glowing - the way his teeth gleam against his darker skin whilst he laughs... he’s.. beautiful.. For Gabriel, I think his favourite features are any place piercings linger - but especially his nose. Tiny lingering kisses which make it scrunch up, the way he turns his septum piercing out and snorts like a bull when he catches him at work when the children are out to play and they play tag... it’s.. cute.

What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other? ..... Cae becomes scared, shaking, adrenaline filled, Nervous, broken, denial filled... Happy.. relieved, at peace.. He doesn’t know what to do but he’s... happy.. for the first time in awhile. Like a weight has been lifted! That he can walk with a little less weight on his shoulders!.. he just has to figure out how to admit it. (cue months and months later)

Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate? V:DA - Mi Amor - Antivan.. can’t really explain any other way! V:Modern - Amado.. Often something he heard his parents call one another frequently. He always wanted to be able to call somebody that. V: HP - estrella brillante, or estrella, because werewolf? moon.. stars.. shining star.. yeah nvm V: Destiny - Novio or Lucecita, what I kinda have as a term of endearment for Destiny V: Prison(?) - Ángel guardian.. Because well, Gabe is a guard.. guardian to assure he ISN’T slaughtered and Angel because, well, duh. V:SH - Príncipe Encantador. No reason, but he’s beautiful af and Caecilius sees him as royalty 

Who worries the most? hmm... I think Caecilius? merely just because Gabriel is EVERYWHERE and always active whilst he is slightly more tame?

Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? I guess it would be Gabriel? Because Cae is always the kind of person to just, not pay attention always to those sort of things and prefers to think primarily on Gabe rather than what he consumes - unless it comes to celebrations.. then he’ll pay attention in a way to give him a hint to where he should take him for holidays/birthdays or cook said meal at home.

Who tops? ..... Caecilius - Though thinking of Gabe topping gives me a faint smile, just the worry and skittishness, jokes after/before it has started etc.

Who initiates kisses? I think often it can be a cat and mouse game of Gabriel trying to get high enough and Cae standing on his tiptoes before breaking into laughter/getting tickled until he falls down - but usually, I’d like to think Caecilius?

Who reaches for the other’s hand first? ...yes. I can’t answer that? like... Caecilius when alone/with fam on outings, but Gabriel on other days when in public etc?

Who kisses the hardest? ..... (caeciliusandhecan’tevenapologiseforit.)

Who wakes up first? Caecilius. Teachers have to be up bright and early.. like.. dang

Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer? GABRIEL. CONSTANTLY. EVERY DAY.

Who says I love you first? .... I think, besides what went on.. Caecilius? he just messes up in his panic and claims that he loves him in a fit of laughter.. before instantly denying whatever he just said.

Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?) Gabriel I think, knowing how easily the taller can get flustered he just leaves notes in fine detail of what they may get up to the following night.

Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first? I guess Gabriel tells his family first, not parents, but siblings! whilst Cae may wait... months and months

What do their family/friends think of their relationship? “.... WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WEREN’T DATING BEFORE?!” “yeah no. we set you up... idiots.”

Who is more likely to start dancing with the other? Caecilius - he just really really likes swing jazz (andbellydancingbutweleavethattoanothertime)

Who cooks more/who is better at cooking? Cae just really likes to cook, but I don’t really know about Gabriel - I think they’d have fun together?

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines? Gabriel, constantly - he has no boundaries!

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times? Gabriel... I feel like he has definitely hung around in parent teacher conferences when there are no parents present at the time and just.. yeah.

Who needs more assurance? Gabriel, I’d guess.  But Caecilius can’t leave the house without a kiss

What would be their theme song? Dream a little Dream of me 

Who would sing to their child back to sleep? Caecilius - But I like to think Gabriel stands back and watches with the biggest and goofiest smile on his face

What do they do when they’re away from each other? Gabe - doodle, just stupid little comics about the two, sketch out little figured reenacting their moments together Cae - Writes out text messages and never hits send, just deletes them. Strums dream a little dream of me on his guitar or hums it, whatever is convenient.

one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart Caecilius can’t bare the thought of coming to terms with his sexuality and what his family my think of him for such - he grew up listening to his family preach about how such is wrong in the name of God/the maker..  So when it strikes him that he loves Gabriel, the man looses his mind and runs away, just, as far away from the other as he possibly can; maybe back home if he can afford it! no explanation why!  He tries to find any attraction to women he possibly can to try and prove himself that it isn’t right, that he isn’t gay but.. it goes horrendously and the more he fails at finding such an attraction, the more mad at himself he gets. Finally, he just has to accept it, right?.. right?.... it’s inevitable! He adores his family to pieces but accepting himself means he has no rights into their arms just for the sheer fact.. returning home means death. It means very quick and possible abandonment for their own safety, and Cae can’t fight against that because it’s acceptable, their life is much more.. important.. than his own... There is it, that tendancy kicks of real quick as he sits in his shower, hands tight in his hair as he closes his eyes and tries to think on how to remedy his feelings - but the darkness just brings up those thoughts! Gabriel’s hair which shifts as he laughs, how his hands nervously rubs the back of his neck or shifts through his hair.  The way his nose scrunches when he accidentally snorts, teeth peek past his lips as he giggles. The way his muscles tense and tongue sticks out slightly as he concentrates in working on art pieces of people - the way he tunes out everything but his skills or pieces. The way glowing faint wings spread out from his back as he offers guidance - wait.. they weren’t real. The more he closed his eyes, his images get more vivdid and bright and he can’t think and it hurts all over and he can’t breath, he needs to see the man in person... but... he can’t... He abandoned them! what must they think!? what has he done?! text messages fill his phone but he can’t open them and he’s... lost. he’s breached his phobia and Caecilius Avaant is a working corpse by the end of the week.

one headcanon about this OTP that mends it Glancing into his eyes, they sparkle just as equally as the clear orbs do, both reflect such flamboyant feelings yet they can’t roll of the tongue - the club music may be intense, loud, the bass can be felt through their shoes but... it’s mute to them. Until something sounds scratchy. A man, clearly homosexual, they lean up on the bar and boy do their eyes sparkle with intentions to the smaller man. A grin, a smirk which can easily challenge his own (in his mind.) His hair flourishes as their head flicks to the side to show off the perfectly clean shaven face. Their clothes define their yearly wage and their job and they are.... such a grater human being than the taller could ever wish to be. And still, even though not a word of their crushes have been spoken about. He’s jealous.  he tries to tune out what they say to one another, their own conversation being played in his head... and it sounds like it would be going well; even if in reality it’s full of denial to the strangers intentions and... Their conversation ends short. Because the stranger finds himself on the floor. Their nose seems bloody and Cae hastily finds himself being forcibly removed - he doesn’t even seem to recall what just happened but!-.... Gabriel is smiling... he stiffles a laugh! he’s... “...perfect...”

[bluekitsune]

So I’m out of town for almost 2 months now right. And the storyteller of our Vampire the Dark Ages sessions suddenly throws a fit cuz “no one bothered to inform her or say anything” about playing.

Long story short, 3 players: me, Honey, and her roommate. Let’s say her roommate is a codependant lady who only plays to be interacting/pissing off the storyteller. I never cancelled a game. She and her roomate did multiple times, and me and Honey took it alright. Honey canceled few times. So that said, she’s acting as if she’s the only one that gives a damn about the story, and the only one that never canceled on us.......... yyyyyy

Topped with how draining she and the roomate are to interact, I’m just so.................... tired................ so tired................. I don’t even have the energy to remind them i’m OUT AHHHHH

I like my character but the chronicle is kinda hopeless and cliche

[stellstells-archived]

"Only Tuesday?" Adam gave a chuckle that ended in a sigh, he'd personally found this near death encounter sort of fun, especially compared to the 5th Blight. But living breathing people can be intimidated and distracted with nonsense words and Darkspawn can't, not to mention they looked a lot better. He placed his swords in their sheaths.

"Now that's an offer I can't refuse. Especially if I haven't even seen the best showing yet." He said with a grin before putting out his hand to shake and/or help her up with as he continued. "Besides I can't just leave a beautiful woman I just helped kill thugs with go without introducing myself now can I?" He said with a smirk, ever the shameless flirt of a person he ever was, before adding. "Adam Bayher, a pleasure."

@stellstells asked: "At least we’re alive. That’s no small feat." [From Adam for Maida] / prompts tag.

“ oh, you might say that – but i’d like to remind you: it’s just tuesday. ” a breathy laugh blends well with maida’s sarcastic humor, her now relaxed body slowly sliding down the wall that was recently used as a cover from those carta’s thugs. oh, darktown and its heartwarming hospitality! nothing says ‘welcome home’ better than an assassination attempt. the adrenaline rush finally begins to simmer down, hawke grins and stores away the few arrows she was prepared to nock in case reinforcements decided to pop out from nowhere (like the usually do.)

“ crazier shit goes down on the weekend, you know? if you wanna stick around for that. ” she offers a playful wink and a shrug, fully aware of how uninviting the proposition sounds.

[unfxrtunxte]

Orlais

“Shitwads.”

[captainbrogers]

assetsavenoir answered the call

He doesn’t wait around for Bucky to come find him, as he usually does. Steve’s mind is... it’s not good today, and he wonders briefly how the Commander gets through this. Steve’s own lyrium box is destroyed today after a particularly painful fit he barely...

No. He’s strong, and he will get through this. Silently, he slides up next to Bucky and rests his head on the brunet’s shoulder, a silent plea.

[stellstells-archived]

DAO Fil has been created, Even though he was totally only 16 during the Blight and in the Free Marches. But healing spells are fun and I have a very Fil mindset due to my tiny stint with BG3, so I made the youngest looking Fil I could for funsies.

[stellstells-archived]

moonshinemuses​:

Avery laughed. “I want to say they both would be wrong, but I have a feeling Varric would end up winning. He doesn’t usually bet on things he knows he wont win.” She pointed out. She laughed and shook her head. “Good luck getting me into a dress.” She said. “Never was one for the big fluffy dresses.” She smiled. “Though I’m sure you look fabulous dressed up.”

Adam peaked her curiosity when he mentioned he had been engaged. She moved to shuffle a little and laid her head on his lap as she listened to him, not seeing anything wrong with doing so. “What was your friend like?” She asked, looking back up at him. Avery laughed with him when it came to sleeping around. “I believe that is always a danger, even outside of noble circles.” She pointed out before smiling. “I’m sure you had a grand old time with the other two.”

Adam chuckled at her guess. “True enough.” He smirked at her dress comment. “I think someone in the gang could convince you to do it, especially if you got an invitation from the Viscount for a party.” He idly thought of her in a fluffy dress and how it’d look on her, which distracted him enough not to notice her movement until her head was already too late.

His brain short circuited as he realized her head was on his lap suddenly, unsure how to react or what to do about it, in the end he reflexively moved a hand to her hair and started combing his fingers through it. By the time he realized what he was doing it was too late and he had to keep going. He barely registered her words but was able to respond after a moment or two. “Well she was a daughter of a merchant family who bought themselves into nobility, we met at a party.”

“She was the kind of woman who liked freedom and hated the trappings of nobilty, not that different from me, though I think she might’ve stuck with it if she needed to, unlike me who got outta there when I could.” He chuckled at the thought of his friend succumbing to being a noble for life. “She was also a very good fighter, could easily best some knights and whatnot, honestly I could talk about her for a while given how often we got up to no good and the plots we did, but I won’t bore you with that.” He said shaking his head softly. “As for the other things, I still say Nobles are bigger assholes about it than most and I did, in fact, have a grand ol’ time.” He chuckled

@stellstells Continuing from here cause Tumblr hates me

Adam chuckled lightly. “I wonder which of them would make the winning bet, or if they’d both be wrong.” He said with a smile before smirking at her wish to have seen him fancied up. “Well I do cut a good figure in a suit and I’ve been told I clean up very nicely. Maybe if you’re lucky you’ll get to see me dressed up some time.” He said with a wink. 

He stoked the fire a bit more, making sure they didn’t lose the warmth. “As for being married off, I’ve had a few close calls. Was technically engaged for a time, but me and her were really just friends and using it as a ploy to fend off suitors for her for a time.” He smiled at the memories and wondered what she was up to now adays, if she had survived the blight or not, he never did find out. But he was pretty sure someone like her wouldn’t have die to just any apocalypses. “Aside from that I was almost wedded off a couple of times, but really the danger of sleeping around in Noble circles was the potential suitors who were pissed off I ‘deflowered’ their loves. That said I did end up in more than one threesome with the suitor and suitress that way.” He snickered, very clearly showing just how much trouble he used to get up to even back in his noble days. One must wonder how he’s lasted this long without catching anything or dying in a duel of honor.

Avery laughed. "I want to say they both would be wrong, but I have a feeling Varric would end up winning. He doesn't usually bet on things he knows he wont win." She pointed out. She laughed and shook her head. "Good luck getting me into a dress." She said. "Never was one for the big fluffy dresses." She smiled. "Though I'm sure you look fabulous dressed up."

Adam peaked her curiosity when he mentioned he had been engaged. She moved to shuffle a little and laid her head on his lap as she listened to him, not seeing anything wrong with doing so. "What was your friend like?" She asked, looking back up at him. Avery laughed with him when it came to sleeping around. "I believe that is always a danger, even outside of noble circles." She pointed out before smiling. "I'm sure you had a grand old time with the other two."

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@moonshinemuses

Avery laughed and shook her head. "Nope nope, I'll wear pants thank you very much." She said laughing softly. She hummed softly as Adam's hand moved to her hair. She didn't push him away, especially since he hadn't pushed her away either. She listened to him talk about his friend as she kept her eyes, letting his voice sooth her. She was relaxed with him. While on alert when it came to their surrounding, she wasn't tense. It was just a small moment in time where she let herself just relax around someone.

"She sounds amazing." Avery said after a moment opened her eyes to look up at him. "I can see why you liked her, even if it was just friends. She seems to like similar things as you." She said. "Its possible she found freedom in staying with the usual things." She said honestly. "Some find their way to a lover who actually cares about them and not just what their money could bring." She hummed

At Adams comment about boring her, she let out a small laugh. "You couldn't bore me with stories like that." She said. "You forget how long I've been friends with Varric, I enjoy stories." She reminded him. "If you want." She added after a moment. She grinned at his comment and shook her head a little. "You are a terror, I'm sure you loved being one."

Adam let out a soft huff of a laugh. “Yeah true enough, if you didn’ like stories ya prolly would’ve abandoned Varric long ago.” He smirked slightly at the thought of kicking the dwarf to the curb, just how badly would he paint them in his story about it.

“Well since you asked so nicely~, I’ll tell ya a bit more about her, if only to keep myself from falling asleep while on watch.” He continued to comb his fingers through her hair even while making a point not to look down at her save for a few stolen glances he couldn’t quite stop himself from taking. While he spoke he did so with a bit of showmanship energy that he was a lil too known for using in everything. “There was this one time, at a event held to celebrate the beginning of Summer, she was on the receiving end of a wannabe suitor boring her to absolute death. So I came over and stole her away under the entirely false pretense of business arrangements gone awry that needed her assistance, only for us to end up leaving the boring “celebration” held by all the stiff and proper old folks and end up at a real party half way across the city where, after a few drinks, we got into a sword fight with some rough looking guys. Which of course we won, cuz she was great with knives and I never left home without a proper sword. Then I believe we both ended up with somebody and I woke up in a rowboat in the middle of the lake, no idea how I got there.”