(closed) the coldest story ever told

[byblow]

WHO: Zevran Arainai, Maxwell Trevean, Pel Ashara, Salem Ghilan, Alistair
WHAT: A Dalish mage Ron Swanson, a Dalish warrior who throws eggs, an Antivan assassin and his many knives, a Warden who's probably technically exiled, and one single actual human nobleman on whom we are hanging all of our hopes and dreams try to make a dude stop being a big meanie.
WHEN: Haring 5-?
WHERE: Northern Ferelden
NOTES: Plotting post!

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[mythalenaste]

Pel follows Maxwell away, wondering if Vivienne had a point about uniforms and looking "professional" or whatever.

"We're going to help them, aren't we?"

[dreadinquisitor]

"Despite themselves," Maxwell nodded with a little sigh. "Because the Inquisition is better than that. We're better than that."

[mythalenaste]

That gets a smile from her. "That's what I hope."