[ IT SURE HAS BEEN A WEEK, HUH? you can find hawke making choices such as drinking beer when he's already hung over from yesterday's life choice. sometimes? you have shitty coping mechanisms?
[This is absolutely not fine, and if anything it makes him annoyed because there's this one stubborn ass in his world who makes the same decision all the time and Ali has to hold his hair back every time he throws up. Awful.
So he'll get a glass of water and set it down on the table next to Hawke, and then he sits down in the chair right there.]
[ looks at this from monday: more alcohol is exactly what this requires actually ]
Maker. Usually just picking up a handful of requests around town is more than enough to keep me busy but even I'm not far gone enough to run twenty kilos a day.
Do you miss it? The things that eventually fade away, that is. You must have seen far more change than the average sod, but so many innovations at the same time.
I remember people more than innovations. A reckless prince who insisted on befriending me despite my protests, a gruff general who gave every cent he had to house the poor and ill, a circus performer who kept the conversation lively, a priest who stood by his convictions even when challenged by the smartest minds in the country, a sly thief who would extend a helping hand while sneaking your coins out of your pocket...Most have been gone for centuries, but even now it feels like they've just stepped out for the night and they'll be back in the morning.
[People are the reason he took up his work, and people are the reason he ended up in heaven in the first place.]
Aye, that sounds right. The friends and companions I've made over the years are what hold my heart far more than the lands do. I suppose it's good to know even those who see time pass for far longer have similar thoughts.
It's those connections that make us who we are. A lot of my favorite things come from people who have already come and gone. My fondness of wine comes from that prince, for example. He was the one to introduce me to it.
[He seems happy to be reflecting on positive memories, but after a moment his smile drops.]
I had been kind of hoping to see them here, any one of them would have been a nice surprise. But I guess that wasn't meant to be.
Somehow it's always the ones you don't expect. Maker knows I would have loved to see my sister again but... Perhaps it's better knowing that she's gone on ahead than ended up in whatever nonsense we've found ourselves in. I'm sure it's the same for you.
There were six of us in my family. Five older sisters, and then me. Three have already gone on already, all passed some time ago. I wonder... what would they think if they saw their little brother here?
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it's fine probably ]
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So he'll get a glass of water and set it down on the table next to Hawke, and then he sits down in the chair right there.]
Pace yourself.
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If I can out drink the horrors, then I'm doing exactly as I should.
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[Though it doesn't look like therapists exist in heaven anyway whoops.]
Physical exhaustion works. I know a man who runs ten kilometers every morning and evening, and he says it helps keep his mind focused on other things.
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Maker. Usually just picking up a handful of requests around town is more than enough to keep me busy but even I'm not far gone enough to run twenty kilos a day.
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Well, he does have the energy and stamina of a horse, so he can probably handle it better.
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I think I'll stick to running amok and drinking my weight in rot gut.
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[He is getting a glass of wine. No piss-quality drinks for him.]
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[ thank u dragon age for this cursed hangover cure ]
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[Says someone who has never had pig oat mash.]
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[ is he just going down horrific ye olde cures now? maybe so ]
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You know, in my world we just drink coffee as a hangover cure.
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Somehow, I fear we'd need something far more potent than coffee to deal with a single round of rot gut.
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[sips on his wine, but pauses mid-sip.]
...I actually don't remember how far back espresso was invented.
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You'd have better luck finding a cup of grog than anything more fancier than a simple black coffee in Ferelden, quite honestly.
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[He says that with a touch of nostalgia. "Far in the past" was likely his childhood, given he was born in the 800s.]
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Do you miss it? The things that eventually fade away, that is. You must have seen far more change than the average sod, but so many innovations at the same time.
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I remember people more than innovations. A reckless prince who insisted on befriending me despite my protests, a gruff general who gave every cent he had to house the poor and ill, a circus performer who kept the conversation lively, a priest who stood by his convictions even when challenged by the smartest minds in the country, a sly thief who would extend a helping hand while sneaking your coins out of your pocket...Most have been gone for centuries, but even now it feels like they've just stepped out for the night and they'll be back in the morning.
[People are the reason he took up his work, and people are the reason he ended up in heaven in the first place.]
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Aye, that sounds right. The friends and companions I've made over the years are what hold my heart far more than the lands do. I suppose it's good to know even those who see time pass for far longer have similar thoughts.
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[He seems happy to be reflecting on positive memories, but after a moment his smile drops.]
I had been kind of hoping to see them here, any one of them would have been a nice surprise. But I guess that wasn't meant to be.
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Somehow it's always the ones you don't expect. Maker knows I would have loved to see my sister again but... Perhaps it's better knowing that she's gone on ahead than ended up in whatever nonsense we've found ourselves in. I'm sure it's the same for you.
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There were six of us in my family. Five older sisters, and then me. Three have already gone on already, all passed some time ago. I wonder... what would they think if they saw their little brother here?
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And here I thought I had my hands full with a set of twins.
Knowing Carver, he'd have nothing kind to say about it being me. Here's hoping yours are nicer than that.
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...
[He's trying to think of them saying anything nice but is failing to come up with anything.]
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......... That bad, huh?
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