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[altusimperius]

WHO: Benedict, Colin, & Edgard
WHAT: a Vint, a Fereldan, and an Orlesian walk into a bar
WHEN: allegedly the night after the dream but Truly Whenever
WHERE: at least starting with Lowtown
NOTES: I throw my hands up in the air sometimes, singin waaaaayoh

Benedict is dressed in his finest (which isn't that fine, these days). Edgard has had his hair forcibly combed. Colin... is here.
It's time to get Fucked Up.

Or, more likely, it's time to have a few drinks and talk about their shared dream, but there are no particular rules for boys' night out. Benedict, who rarely gets to come to the mainland, leads the way off the ferry with a spring in his step and a smirk on his face.

"Shall we slum it?" he asks cheerfully, "or climb all those stairs?"