[ Among imps and fae-things, Iron Bull sticks out like a sore thumb. More accurately, he sticks out like a whole handful of sore thumbs, a giant among normal folk, now near comically large compared to most of his... companions. There was something about the imps that gave him the creeps, like little demons, but tonight, there was food and drink aplenty, and it would be plain rude not to indulge, a little. Bull has thrown himself right into the revelry, and despite his suspicion of his captors-cum-benefactors. And for such small things, they sure can drink.
Bull's currently out drinking all of them, though it's hardly a fair fight. This stuff is nothing compared to what he usually drinks, but admittedly, the taste is far superior. As you're walking, he drags you in for a toast. Partially because he wants to hang out with someone that doesn't make him vaguely uneasy, stranger or no. ]
Come on, if we have to put up with this shit, we might as well drink to it.
o3 - locket
So... right. [ He both looks and sounds incredulous, peering into the locket. ] I'm going to assume this thing actually works, and that I'm not talking to myself and looking like an idiot. But... [ He sighs, and gives a one shouldered shrug. ] It's all the same crap, really.
Iron Bull | Dragon Age: Inquisition | Unseelie
[ Among imps and fae-things, Iron Bull sticks out like a sore thumb. More accurately, he sticks out like a whole handful of sore thumbs, a giant among normal folk, now near comically large compared to most of his... companions. There was something about the imps that gave him the creeps, like little demons, but tonight, there was food and drink aplenty, and it would be plain rude not to indulge, a little. Bull has thrown himself right into the revelry, and despite his suspicion of his captors-cum-benefactors. And for such small things, they sure can drink.
Bull's currently out drinking all of them, though it's hardly a fair fight. This stuff is nothing compared to what he usually drinks, but admittedly, the taste is far superior. As you're walking, he drags you in for a toast. Partially because he wants to hang out with someone that doesn't make him vaguely uneasy, stranger or no. ]
Come on, if we have to put up with this shit, we might as well drink to it.
o3 - locket
So... right. [ He both looks and sounds incredulous, peering into the locket. ] I'm going to assume this thing actually works, and that I'm not talking to myself and looking like an idiot. But... [ He sighs, and gives a one shouldered shrug. ] It's all the same crap, really.
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