p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Well that was a bust. I mean I suppose that it could have gone another way. I don't really know how these things are supposed to go. Shem politics are a mystery at best and I always wondered how my Keeper managed to keep any of us in line. Sure sometimes with was at staffpoint but regardless./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Madame De Fur -Fare?- Vivienne was very nice and polite but there were cold steel to her words, a sort of nonchalance about life and fighting and politics. For a woman in a mask she looked uncomfortable and uptight, as though slouching meant pain. Eye contact was never broken when I asked her about her life and found that she is really quite smart. Even if I'm not sure what I should say about mages yet. We parted with her in tow as we went to some shady alleyway where a man against the Inquisition was waiting./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Cassandra started laughing when my hair caught fire from one of them. Stupid hair. Or maybe it was the elf woman who ran down the stairs, yelled something nonsenical, and shot the guy in his face. It was a nice shot, don't get me wrong, but all the same she kind of looked at me in disgust when she saw that I was an elf. Something about being 'too elfy' and she was all over the place. I swear if she'd ever sat still she'd just explode./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Sera's comment on my 'elfyness' was quite irritating in fact. However I find her opinions refreshing. She's not hard and fast for the mages or templars. I think I understand why, I don't find either side appealing to be honest, but I know I have to pick one and somehow still support the other. Why was I chosen for this when I don't understand Shem politics or their ways of doing things. All I know is that something was wrong with Lambert -I'm not using his title, the ass- and I need to investigate./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"I'm starting to think that Solas is the only one with secrets to do with animals. Honestly, that elf is too strange. He doesn't even have any Vallaslin for all he says that he grew up in a clan. He also has disdain for them but holds up ancient elven traditions./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"I promised peace and restoration, even if I don't believe in the Maker and Andraste. Heck most of the time I'm pretty sure Mythal is the one setting up this path for me, and she's laughing all along the way. After the meeting I talked to a few clerics and nearly got my head shot off by an arrow with a strange message about red in places. I barely managed to find some items stuffed in a red sock before I was handed an invitation to a salon./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Madame De Fur -Fare?- Vivienne was very nice and polite but there were cold steel to her words, a sort of nonchalance about life and fighting and politics. For a woman in a mask she looked uncomfortable and uptight, as though slouching meant pain. Eye contact was never broken when I asked her about her life and found that she is really quite smart. Even if I'm not sure what I should say about mages yet. We parted with her in tow as we went to some shady alleyway where a man against the Inquisition was waiting./p
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p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Cassandra started laughing when my hair caught fire from one of them. Stupid hair. Or maybe it was the elf woman who ran down the stairs, yelled something nonsenical, and shot the guy in his face. It was a nice shot, don't get me wrong, but all the same she kind of looked at me in disgust when she saw that I was an elf. Something about being 'too elfy' and she was all over the place. I swear if she'd ever sat still she'd just explode./p
p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"She seems a decent sort though, not someone excessively cruel or whatever. She just fights for people who need it, like the peasants and the farmers. I could use them on my side more than the nobles to be honest. I'm getting tired of the glares wherever I go./p
p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Sera's comment on my 'elfyness' was quite irritating in fact. However I find her opinions refreshing. She's not hard and fast for the mages or templars. I think I understand why, I don't find either side appealing to be honest, but I know I have to pick one and somehow still support the other. Why was I chosen for this when I don't understand Shem politics or their ways of doing things. All I know is that something was wrong with Lambert -I'm not using his title, the ass- and I need to investigate./p
p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"Josephine is always worrying about me, and I wish she'd stop. I know how to handle myself. Regardless of how many times I've been sent to Adan. I mean it's not like I'm trying to get myself hurt, it's just that whenever I bring Cassandra anywhere I seem to only find bears attacking me./p
p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"I'm starting to think that Solas is the only one with secrets to do with animals. Honestly, that elf is too strange. He doesn't even have any Vallaslin for all he says that he grew up in a clan. He also has disdain for them but holds up ancient elven traditions./p
p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444;"I'm pretty sure now that he works for Fen'harrel and will no longer be sharing too much about my life with him. If I do I'm afraid that he will take me to the Dred Wolf himself and kill me. Like my Keeper said that he would if the Dread Wolf ever found out that I dress as a man. Either way, I should be careful around Solas./p