the shakiest voice test EVER.

[tilani]

Just as you say, darling. Your standards are your own; they may as well be high ones. Naturally, our relationship would be greatly improved had I more—what's the phrase? Screen time? Regrettably, the lack thereof can't be helped.

(Yet.)

That said: you are well aware it's impolite to speculate on a lady's age, I hope?

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[blightedson]

Could you imagine, though, my Lady? If you had appeared more, perhaps the Venatori would have had a much harder time of it.

[merchantprince]

[Look who's here and with a big smile, too!]

Mae! Well, I'll be damned. I never thought you'd show up. This place is a dump-- it's not really worthy of you, honestly.

[serpentis]

And futile to speculate the age of a timeless beauty, at that.

[oh no look who it is mae]

i dare say i outdo you in terms of shakiness

[adahl]

Well, you know how it is to possess both good looks and influence, lady Maevaris.

Speculations this, speculations that.

[tilani]

I don't know what you could mean. I'm a magister, not a fighter. The only hard times I'm interested in take place behind closed doors.

...And politics, I suppose.

[ ha ha ha she's hilarious. but seriously though: ]

Are you well, Felix?

[tilani]

Few things are. But "dump" is a little harsh. Perhaps... mm, sty? Midden?

I don't know. You're the expert on these things.

[blightedson]

Well enough for the son of a disgraced magister who should be long dead.

And you? Will you be joining us?

[tilani]

[ oh no indeed. ]

Dorian, my love, you know too well that flattery gets you everywhere.

How have you fared in the frigid southern wilds?

[tilani]

I never had the chance to say I'm sorry. [ For a number of obvious reasons. ] I knew your father—not well, but—before. Never doubt what you meant to him, even for all his mistakes.

[blightedson]

Thank you for saying so. There are few things we can be certain of in this life, or any other. The fact that my father was devoted to me is one thing I can say that I am. I only wish it hadn't lead him to a dark place.

[tilani]

My Lord Inquisitor, what a pleasure to finally speak with you directly. Your advisors neglected to mention your silver tongue, though. If good looks and influence are all it takes, one can only imagine what speculation must follow you.

[tilani]

Likewise.

To answer your question... I don't know! I wish I did. It's an injustice that the Antivan elf gets to enjoy all the trouble.

[blightedson]

I know that you would be well received. That and we need more of us to show that not all from Tevinter are the same.

[vengeant]

It isn't always a good thing, you know. [ screen time. more of it.

you won't hear that from ME, but hey. ]

[serpentis]

Dreadful, absolutely dreadful. The entire country smells like dogshit and it's always so damnably cold.

[FUSS, FUSS.]

[tilani]

True enough. The rest of Thedas has been allowed to see our worst face for too long. But will it be a problem if all our prettiest are occupied elsewhere?

[tilani]

I was told something to the effect of "first companion, then Archon. Maybe both."

Pure fancy, of course. But I do like to be sweet-talked, so here I am.

[tilani]

And I hear it's impossible to find chocolate outside of the Orlesian courts.

[ DREADFUL. ]

At least it's not Seheron.

[vengeant]

Aiming high, are we? I'd shoot for the latter.

There's a lesser likelihood of someone stabbing you in the back that way.

[merchantprince]

[A laugh, low and warm.]

At least the Hanged Man has charm.

How've you been? I meant to send you a letter, but I got a little sidetracked. And beat up.

[blightedson]

That is a good point, unless we wanted to prove it to the multi-verse as much as Thedas.

[serpentis]

Ugh. You do, as always, have a point, Mae. I visited there once, only briefly. Perhaps it was the entire reason I fled south, who can be certain?

[adahl]

Likewise.

And I'm sure any Orlesian noble would only be too delighted to give us the latest in terms of speculations floating around.