The only 'wonder' of Thedas is how everything got to be so very brown.

[dwarfing]

WHO: Shale & Open
WHAT: Catch-all for all your grumpy golem needs.
WHEN: April
WHERE: Courtyard/Warden Camp
NOTES: Grumpy statues and probably bird harm

Courtyard

When not out murdering bears with scouts or anything in general with Zevran, the large golem could be found in the Skyhold Courtyard, right by the stairs to the upper area with the entrance to the main keep and the sparring ring. Nothing else seemed to hold for the weight of them, so Shale was forced to stay put and watch people. Something they had quite enough of in Honnleath, thank you very much.

A golem isn't quite what you'd expect to see in Skyhold, however - at least not one without a control rod - and by now Shale really wished they had a sign to say that they were a free and thinking being, considering how many asked. Their patience was thinner than the Veil by a Rift right now, and it showed.

(They're still not sorry for the man they slapped across the yard for trying to snap off one of their precious crystals. At least he didn't die, and rumors not to piss the golem off had spread quickly.)

Unfortunately that also meant that Shale was very alone and endlessly bored. The Blight had been a lot more interesting than just waiting around all the time for people to get their asses in gear and go punch an evil Magister.

Come bother them?

Warden Camp

At other times, they made their way over to the Warden Camp to bother the people there... or to just snark at Alistair, who knows. Generally not the most sociable of creatures, Shale still felt the most at ease with the old companions from the Blight, and that also meant meeting more crazy people that knew Jonas.

...and them meeting Shale.

Wildcard

Fight them? Compliment them? Flirt? Sarcasm contest?

Comments

[onlyhymns]

Cade stops short at the callout, pursing his lips in a frown. Busted.
"...I've just...." he mumbles, looking the creature over with the weary curiosity of one who has seen far too many weird things in his life yet still can't quite accept any of them, "...never seen anything like you before."
He hesitates, and looks down at the steps.
"...or... I have, but... they were trying to kill everyone. And were much larger. ...and... weren't supposed to move at all."

[dwarfing]

Shale listens to the awkward mumbling, impassive like the stone they were made of. Trying to kill everyone and larger than Shale wasn't anything odd. Wilhelm had whittled them down, after all... and killing things were the main reason a golem was made.

"It thought I should not move, either. Yet it doesn't know a golem after seeing others move?"

[onlyhymns]

Well, they've got him there. Cade maintains his stare groundwards, his brow knitting uncertainly. He doesn't know how to deal with a conversation like this; he can barely get past hello with most people.

"I suppose not," he says timidly, glancing at Shale as if afraid this will incur their wrath.

[dwarfing]

There's no wrath from Shale, just a slight nod. It was good that the scared little man realized his thinking was a bit flawed, but he still sounded like a tiny whisper to them.

It's really curious.

"I will not crush it," they (almost) promise and step away a bit from Cade. "It should do its work now."

[onlyhymns]

Well that's reassuring.
Cade blinks at Shale, a bit less threatened than before, but still maintaining a healthy respect for the thing made of stone that could kill him with a flick of its wrist. "...um...." he murmurs, "...thank you." He even offers a weak, slightly confused smile as he proceeds up the stairs.