I'm pretty sure that my apartment wasn't actually made to hold a gigantic war table, but that's what I came home to. It's taking up almost the entire width of my hallway. I had to crawl on top of the thing just to get inside.
Carefully. There were pointy stabby things on it and a map that I figure in Thedas would be considered priceless.
Also, and I can't state this often enough: Just how is a dalish elf the Herald of Andraste?
Thedas, you're cray cray.
Private to Josephine Ms. Montilyet, I've seen you around here and there and I'm almost certain you're a friend of Leliana or Cassandra... Uhm, I'm Norana, and you may at some point dream about me. Or another Herald, at least.