Cullen

Heart made of glass, my mind of stone.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale "..." Cullen considers the tiny bottle for a moment before accepting it. "Incredible. It's quite potent, and I've only ever /heard/ about it..." He dabbles a bit onto his forefinger and applies it. It's soothing. It's... magical. He hands it back to Zevran. "Thank you."

[Cullen @forctisdux]

Wipe up whatever you spill. We do not have servants here that would pick up after you, Orlesian and Fereldan alike.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale “That appears to be the gist of it.” Cullen feels an impending migraine, and considers cutting this interaction short so he can have it in peace. He pinches the bridge of his nose to stem the flow of pain preemptively. “And now here I am, commander of the Inquisition’s forces.”

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale [He huffs noiselessly. Of course Leliana's web would catch all sorts of flies. He gestures at nothing in particular but his eyes are dark with remembrance.] The Templar Order? I no longer recognise it. After Kirkwall I had little reason to stay... and then the Conclave blew up.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

[Smithy work today. A fine day to get warm by the furnace. Better than sitting on his hands in the middle of winter.]

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale Equal parts wrestling and praying, if you must know. [He can be sardonic when he wants to be. And following recent reports of more rifts opening up, well... Cullen cannot claim to be in the best of moods today. His gaze softens, then he looks away.] Here on someone’s sovereign?

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale [He fixes a particularly sharp look on Zevran.] Have you looked at the sky of late? Surely there are bigger concerns to trouble yourself with than the moral compass of an /ex/-templar.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale [Blink, blink. It takes him only a second to process that dark offer. And instantly his back is straightened, hands neatly folded behind his back.] What, no. Don't be preposterous. Perhaps I have said too much; I only wish to express untoward feelings without acting on them.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale Only the sort that winds up at our gates. The nobility has never given me a compelling reason to change my opinion, at present.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale When it comes to the haughty, highborn breed, yes. Especially when they feel entitled to being in Skyhold, and placing unreasonable demands on the Inquisition—or Maker forbid, the Inquisitor. [Huff.]

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@ofwilds Of that, I am glad to hear. It seems a touch more like Leliana's sort of thing, wouldn't you agree? [He looks out across the courtyard.] I hope this gossip will not cause any real distress or harm. It's been a rough start to the year.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

Mm. Nice day out.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale And why is that?

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@ofwilds The stuff of bards and poets, I suppose. I've lived too much of a soldier's life to be able to tell anymore.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@AnAntivanTale It's all the same to me, master assassin.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@ofwilds Oh? Indeed. I heard something about tea spillage. You don’t happen to know anything about that, Lady Morrigan?

[Cullen @forctisdux]

Out and about today, are we?

[Cullen @forctisdux]

Hello.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

[Hovering in the hallway. Pacing up and down. Thinking about... dinner. With Marian. But would she even--? Footsteps echoing off the stone. Maker's breath, Rutherford.]

[Cullen @forctisdux]

@bloodmagicisok I suppose it would be out of the ordinary if you didn’t.

[Cullen @forctisdux]

[Tucked away between shelves, seated by a window where light is spilling in. Reading.]