InsaneJournal

I swear on Maferath's hairy ass, I don't know how or why I keep ending up like this. One minute it's all jokes and drinks at the Hanged Man, the next it's waking up in some cold room with people pointing lights in your eyes and asking your name. Why do I keep ending up in the middle of the crazy shit? I've never said anything but positive things about Andraste's physical features.

No one tell the Seeker, but I could write a dozen books in half the time with something like this.