Agatha Christie’s poem from And Then There Were None adapted for Dragon Age II.

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Agatha Christie’s poem from And Then There Were None adapted for Dragon Age II.
let me make it clearer for you
let me make it clearer for you
Immortals: Theseus
Idiot. Of course we'd mourn you. ~ kirkwallbirdofpeace because Malachi muse frowned at your reblog.~
"There is no benefit in holding on to something already gone."
slavetoyourmagic:
kirkwallbirdofpeace:
There’s a difference between refusing to let go to someone and keeping them in memory once they’re gone. We would remember your friendship and what you meant to us. We wouldn’t build a shrine in your honor, hoping you’d come back to us.
But we wouldn’t forget you.
Fenris stays silent for the longest of moments. “I… see,” he lets out then.
"That is—" he attempts, cutting himself mid sentence and instead uttering two simpler words. "Thank you."
[ He smiles gently, a bit exasperatedly. ]
You're our friend, Fenris. You honestly think we wouldn't care if you died?
Idiot. Of course we'd mourn you. ~ kirkwallbirdofpeace because Malachi muse frowned at your reblog.~
"There is no benefit in holding on to something already gone."
There's a difference between refusing to let go to someone and keeping them in memory once they're gone. We would remember your friendship and what you meant to us. We wouldn't build a shrine in your honor, hoping you'd come back to us.
But we wouldn't forget you.
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Initializing artist’s comments… We have recently completed the Dragon Age series and found that we have uncharacteristically been feeling romantic the past few days. This piece is a progressive practice on our part in testing our drawing and painting methods.
Fun Fact: In game our Hawke is a Rogue but due to our confusion wore the Mage Champion armor making us believe that that armor was the actual Rogue armor. While we meant to depict a Rogue Hawke, his armor is Mage.
"I’m revoking your /strike/sex/strikeout/ privileges." ~ kirkwallbirdofpeace [I couldn't look at this without seeing the sex part. Treat as lulz as you see fit.]
"Privileges?"
"I was unaware I was… privileged."
slavetoyourmagic:
kirkwallbirdofpeace:
It’s a pick up line, Fenris.
—-I’m flirting with you.
A small chuckle leaves Fenris’ lips, as if it is attempting to hide the uncharacteristic embarrassment behind it.
"I… see," is his initial short response. "I was not aware— As always, you remain a charmer with words, Hawke."
I try. Doesn't always work, but I'm proud of my progress nevertheless. Even if it goes unnoticed.
I still scored a laugh, right?
"I’m revoking your /strike/sex/strikeout/ privileges." ~ kirkwallbirdofpeace [I couldn't look at this without seeing the sex part. Treat as lulz as you see fit.]
"Privileges?"
"I was unaware I was… privileged."
slavetoyourmagic:
kirkwallbirdofpeace:
…—- I wouldn’t say no.~
"I… do not follow."
It's a pick up line, Fenris.
---I'm flirting with you.