And I don’t know, honestly. His real name is Tobrevas, which is a perfectly respectable Dalish name. But—don’t tell him I told you. Whatever the reason, I try not to go around telling other people. [ But this is Sorrel, whom she tells everything. ]
I wonder if he just doesn’t owe a bunch of money to someone and thought changing his name would get him out of it.
Who's other people, it's just us good Dalish children in here.
[Sorrel never tells secrets, he is sure.]
So he changed it to the most unbelievable name possible? [This is hilarious to him.] C'mon, you never stop complaining about this guy, why do you want me to meet him.
It’s for science. I need to see if you’ll get along, or murder each other. I’ve never been able to decide.
—And by the Dread Wolf, don’t tell him I talk about him. Even if it’s just to complain. That idiot thinks it’s delightful, and if his head gets any bigger his stupid hat won’t fit.
When you want to make fun of me about a boy, I want you to remember this moment. I want you to remember how I magnanimously refused to go on about how you clearly want to kiss his weird little face and probably marry him and have all his babies.
[The Keeper would be either delighted or horrified by having a son in law named Twisted Fate, depending on whether or not anyone else was in earshot.]
[ Beleth makes a face at that, then at Sorrel in general. Kissing, she might admit to. The rest is territory she finds terrifying and worrying, better to be ignored until her mother forces the issue. Not with Fate, not with anyone. But that’s darker than this is supposed to be. ]
You’re a terrible person, Sorrelean Ashara. And don’t make it weird, or read too much into it.
Creators, he’ll probably try flirting with you. He slept with the last person I directed him to, and made sure to smugly tell me. Ass.
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[He says without looking. He knows you, Beleth.]
I haven't though. Why does he have a name like a fairy tale villain?
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And I don’t know, honestly. His real name is Tobrevas, which is a perfectly respectable Dalish name. But—don’t tell him I told you. Whatever the reason, I try not to go around telling other people. [ But this is Sorrel, whom she tells everything. ]
I wonder if he just doesn’t owe a bunch of money to someone and thought changing his name would get him out of it.
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[Sorrel never tells secrets, he is sure.]
So he changed it to the most unbelievable name possible? [This is hilarious to him.] C'mon, you never stop complaining about this guy, why do you want me to meet him.
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—And by the Dread Wolf, don’t tell him I talk about him. Even if it’s just to complain. That idiot thinks it’s delightful, and if his head gets any bigger his stupid hat won’t fit.
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[The Keeper would be either delighted or horrified by having a son in law named Twisted Fate, depending on whether or not anyone else was in earshot.]
I will go and find him, just to please you.
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You’re a terrible person, Sorrelean Ashara. And don’t make it weird, or read too much into it.
Creators, he’ll probably try flirting with you. He slept with the last person I directed him to, and made sure to smugly tell me. Ass.