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Blackwall
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I’ve gotten used to “Blackwall.” Perhaps we could treat it as less of a name and more of a title.
Pinned
Maker’s balls.
I just had to see you.
January 8, 2025 at 9:48 AM
It's a difficult thing you've done, turning your back on one life to live another. You could look at it as opening a way forward, not closing the way back.
January 2, 2025 at 4:53 AM
Dorian, I would prefer you stop referring to me as “that hairy lummox.”
December 22, 2024 at 2:39 PM
There’s always something to die for. But something worth living for? That doesn’t come every day.
December 22, 2024 at 12:50 AM
Few of us have the privilege of setting aside our masks, don't you think?
December 21, 2024 at 1:13 PM
I lied about who I was, but I never lied about what I felt.
December 21, 2024 at 9:23 AM
“You are who you choose to follow.” Someone told me that once. Took me years to understand what he meant.
December 21, 2024 at 7:37 AM
But I'm an ill-bred vagabond from the woods! Common courtesy is beyond me.
December 20, 2024 at 7:55 PM
You're looking for "titsicles."
December 20, 2024 at 5:50 PM
Go bother Solas.
December 20, 2024 at 2:39 PM
Save the fucking world, if pressed.
December 20, 2024 at 12:09 PM
Some of us take much longer to find our place.
December 20, 2024 at 9:09 AM
I stole all the beards. And all the power held within.

There can be only one.
December 20, 2024 at 7:00 AM
I knew a duke who actually had a servant follow him to war with corks in case his bowels loosened. Called him his "retainer."
December 20, 2024 at 4:16 AM
We could make the world better. It's just easier to shut our eyes.
December 19, 2024 at 4:13 PM
Don't play Diamondback with Solas. You've been warned. Taught him the game last night. He turned around and beat me at it. Lost everything. Had to walk back to my quarters with only a bucket for my bits.
December 19, 2024 at 2:15 PM
A dragon. Do we ever have uneventful days?
December 19, 2024 at 1:09 PM
You alright, love?
December 19, 2024 at 11:06 AM
Maker’s balls.
December 19, 2024 at 7:01 AM
I suppose you've earned my loyalty. And girlish enthusiasm.
December 19, 2024 at 6:00 AM
No matter what I was or what becomes of me, right now, I'm just a man with his heart laid bare. I leave it in your hands.
December 19, 2024 at 3:08 AM