Chapter 3 – Aymir the great hunter

(from the diary of Aymir Hawke)

Nope, still no wyvern and no party either.

Found a hunter, doggies went missing. Find the dogs. Find weeds to the antidote.

Finally after hours of running to and fro, found the ideal place to bait the wyvern. Just a small one. One we can manage. Apparently we've missed a few things to bait the alpha wyvern. Honestly to me a little wyvern is also a wyvern.

It may be that fortune favours the bold, but as I've seen at the ghast hole, around here the bold ones die young.

We used everything we had - except the mating call. Dumped all the blood on Tallis and she started running around making weird sound - she tried to mimic a nug, but I've heard Schmooples, the Nug of Leliana enough times and Tallis was nowhere near a real nug.
Fortunately the wyvern wasn't this picky, to it Tallis WAS a nug.

Awww, it's cute. Can I haz one? I'd keep it on a leash, take it our for walk in Hightown, to scare the nobles. Oooo, that would be awesome!

... that was quick. Voice was complaining that she could not get many pictures... We killed it and this Orlesian noble shows up, calling me a Fereldan turnip! He claims that the wyvern was his, his, his to take.

Yeah, right! "You do realize this woman" - me - " has nasty little thugs like you for breakfast, I hope?" was the question to whatever was his name. Wait a minute, he didn't even introduce himself. Pfff, manners...

I do NOT eat humans. Nor Orlesians. But I do like pancakes. Voice said she made some. With home made peach jam... *drool* Send some over, please. I wanna try the ones with cocoa too!

Orlesian guy beated, he attacked, of course. Duke Prosper arrived on the scene, asked me what do I want to do with that guy. Ahhh, for a few second I was thinking if sticking up a turnip in his arse would be possible, but it was not among the options. So I just let him go.

Voice created a last picture, ME the great wyvern hunter and we were off to the château.

Let's go! Party! Party!