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[ladybirdcrap]

Hey good job guys you actually fulfilled a mission of a post for once and nothing got set on fire? Wow gold star what special little sports you are. Okay so once you pick up and leave town after you stay the night you're on the road again, you're headed for a small village about a half day's walk. Take up your horses and your wagon and all that and hit the old oregon trail etc

Somewhere along your walking montage you'll pass a gathering of stones that look kind of out of place. You can stop to poke it if you're really bored but you're going to have to keep moving, so

[Mission: walking montage, poke things, be cool]

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[inenochian]

[ disappears from the horse behind her with a little flappy air displacement sound. ]

[sawedoff]

[ya dick]

[scantilyclad]

...

[sawedoff]

Please tell me you're not about to freak out.

[we all know cas hummingbirds around it's common knowledge let's get past it.]

[pulls his horse over to the side of the road while they wait for news on whether village is safe or creepified]

[scantilyclad]

So you do fornicate with creatures of magic. I see.

[sawedoff]

Not- I don't make a hab- what?

[HOW DID You get from there to here. why are you saying all of these things?? brain leaks out of ear.]

[scantilyclad]

And which of you is the bigger man?

[sawedoff]

[



oh my god, someone help me]

[inenochian]

[ flapping noise. ]

[ did someone send an SOS. ]

[ grabs his horse's reins so it doesn't spook and run off. ]

It's empty.

[scantilyclad]

If you two ever needed help--

[ oh. he's back already ]

Inhabitable, I would hope.

[sawedoff]

[in the middle of facecreaking at morrigan]

[inenochian]

[ looks between the two of them, completely lost. ]

[ did she do something black magicky while i was gone should i be smiting her right now i don't- ]

Well it's. It's old. Very old, and crude. But there's a well, and standing shelter.

[scantilyclad]

[ this is better than the times she convinced alistair of his love for the warden ]

Then we move at once.

[sawedoff]

Like ghosttown abandoned empty or moved on to greener pastures empty?

[manages to tear himself away from scowling at trifling bitch long enough to focus on plot point]

[inenochian]

[ whiplash here guys whoa. ]

[ he is moving to climb back into the saddle behind morrigan now, though. ]

They didn't leave in a hurry, or disappear mid-meal. Very few personal effects remained in the, ah, hovels.

[sawedoff]

Okay, then we move at once.

[looks at morrigan sourly like. there is no coming back from this. it's war. you've incited war. there are tildes around those italics. you know what you did.]

[scantilyclad]

I only asked which of you was the bigger man. Did I cause offense?

[inenochian]

[ looks down at the top of her head like she's maybe a little simple. ]

Dean is roughly five centimeters taller. [ u blind? ]

[sawedoff]

[he honestly did not know how that sentence was going to end it was a very ominous few seconds of his life]

[closes his eyes like someone so harassed before setting his jaw and looking over to her with a warning. that's enough from the socially awkward peanut gallery]

[scantilyclad]

By that much...?

[ eyes dean like he's a piece of meat ]

[inenochian]

[ eyes her for eyeing him like a piece of meat excuse you. ]

[ indicates with the reins and a soft command for the horse that he'd very much like to speed up. ]

[ hurries them on ahead and out of leering range. ]

[sawedoff]

[d..don't objectify me]

[what actually just happened though. seriously. someone explain it to him. watches them horse away with the most what the fucking fuck look]

[scantilyclad]

[ this could all have been avoided if he hadn't made that ymca comment. ]