Finn is not very happy with the idea of being sent to a game.

[dontcallmeflora]

Mun, you can't just pull me away from the Circle and drop me off at some Maker forsaken island! I've got work to do! How am I supposed to finish my research when I'm being forced to train for some weird rebellion group?

I don't even like rebellions! You know I'm perfectly fine with the way things are, thank you very much. Honestly, you never stop to think about what I want, it's all about you. I bet they don't even have a library!

Not yours,
Finn

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[selfloyalty]

They do have a library.

Small comforts, I suppose.

[dontcallmeflora]

I bet the Circle's is better. [Hmph.]

[selfloyalty]

[rude.]

The selection is vastly different than what one may find in any Thedosian library.

[dontcallmeflora]

[It's what he does best.]

Really? Hm...

...argh, what am I saying? That's no compensation for being kidnapped!

[birdhousesoul]

... Flora?

What in the Void would they want with you? They're looking for people who can fight. In a war.

[dontcallmeflora]

Ugh, don't call me that! It's Finn. F-I-N-N.

I don't want to fight anyway! I mean, I could, considering I'm a lot more talented than you, but my skills are better suited for intellectual pursuits, not fighting.

[birdhousesoul]

Oh, I know your name, believe me. I haven't forgotten.

Your skills are better suited to sitting on your arse and opening Satinalia presents.

[dontcallmeflora]

My father sent me a lovely Satinalia present, would you like to see?

[Okay, he's being a dick. But Anders started it!]

[birdhousesoul]

[Ahhh, just like old times. Anders scowls, but answers:]

That depends. Is it edible?

[dontcallmeflora]

Oh, he sent me sweets, but I ate those already. I mean this!

[He holds up his hand, displaying a ring on his finger.] Father had it commissioned for me in Denerim. It must have cost a fortune.