To: NATHANIEL RENDON HOWE
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i know we havenāt spoken in a while, i apologize, grey warden business
i merely wished to offer my sympathies. you have my number, as always.
Nate? It has been awhile.
Iām glad to hear from you, though. Thank you.
You should come visit. Iām at the keep, now.
DONāT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT HOWE! HE NEEDS A SAFE SPACE AND HE WILL FIND IT HERE!
NOT EVEN THE FUCKING TIME!
(sent from my iTaint)
ā¦it would be you. of course.
amell has told me of your āadventuresā involving her liquor cabinet, the hawke boy, and a nug, cousland. i suggest if you wish no one else to know, you reconsider your last text.
THAT NUG WAS YOUā¦ER⦠YOURS.
IF YOU WISH NO ONE ELSE TO KNOW ABOUT THAT I SUGGEST KEEPING A LID ON THAT PUCKER OF YOURS, HOWE.
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iām not completely sure why i should be ashamed of that, cousland
letās be fair, you werenāt all that disappointing
WAIT WUT?
>:|
NATHANIEL RENDON FUCKING HOWE.
YOU DID NOT JUSTā¦
(sent from my iTaint)
FILTHY LIES AND YOU KNOW IT.
YOU TAKE IT BACK. ARE YOU TRYING TO DESTROY EVERYTHING?
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CAN I NOT FALL INTO A DRUNKEN STUPOR FOR FIVE HOURS WITHOUT YOU TWO STARTING SOME BULLSHIT?
THATāS IT, BOTH OF YOU PLAY NICE, WEāRE ALL GOING TO THE KEEP TO DRINK AND IF ANYONE GETS OUT OF LINE THEYāRE GETTING MIND BLASTED INTO THE NEXT AGE
THIS INCLUDES YOU, HOWE.
...as you wish, commander











