...who let him even use the network, honestly

[deconsecrate]

[ Travelers, remember when you were recently informed about a terrifyingly organized group of dragons? And how this information was imparted in a manner grave, suitably solemn and noble and stuff?

...this probably won't be anything like that, just as a precaution. ]

Not to interrupt anyone's plans for the evening, but--

[ Hawke does not have any of them fancy image-sharing skills, so you're all just going to have to take his word on this. ]

I probably should let someone know there's herd of dragons on the move here, making a terrible mess of the tournament-grounds between Rivergard & Westgard. Bit bigger than the last ones, although not as many! Thank the Maker for small favors.

Does anyone know what you call a venery of dragons, by the way? I've always wondered*.

*[ no he hasn't ]

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[moredakka]

There's got to be someone. Aren't any local people trying to do anything? What about the griffon knights? It's part of their job!

[deconsecrate]

Ah. One moment--are you panicking?

[ He's just, you know, inquiring. ]

[moredakka]

[She is going to punch you. With bullets.]

Wha - i-it doesn't take panic to see that we've got to do something!

[deconsecrate]

[ Please don't. ]

No, but I thought it might be good to get any shouting or flailing out of your system first.

[ ...what, are you suggesting he shouldn't have time to troll, just because there are dragons? ]

[moredakka]

[No promises, pal.]

I'm not - eugh! This is serious! [Look, now you've gone and made her mad.] They're probably planning on taking on all of those dragons with nothing but swords!

[deconsecrate]

Maker's breath, I hope not.

[ He's ...impervious to rage, does that help at all? ] I'm not going to use one.

[moredakka]

[Yes but is he impervious to cannon fire.]

Y-you're not? Have you got a normal weapon? [So much hope in that little voice...]

[deconsecrate]

[ ....that's a mighty good question, and one that would, horrifyingly, really intrigue Hawke were he to be asked. ]

I've got huge swathes of lightning, if that means anything. No one's met my request for a trebuchet.

[ Or a cannon. ]

[moredakka]

[Speaking of which.]

We have that one cannon but it's in Flamegard.

[Can you tell how ever so heartbroken she is about that.]

B-but lightning works! Lightning works real well! ... it does work, right? [Dragons, man. You never know.]

[deconsecrate]

Of course that's where it is.

[ ...he doesn't know where that is. At all. ] Why wouldn't it be there?

It certainly has so far ..... [ psychic nail buffing ]

...I'd still like a cannon.

[moredakka]

[Hey that's where the dragons came from it makes perfect sense okay.]

But if you've got lightning... [actually what kind of dumb question is she about to ask, why wouldn't he want a cannon, why would anyone not want a cannon.]

I dunno if we have time to make any more. They take, uh, resources, and things.

[deconsecrate]

[ Of course! It just ...figures that they are totally like, not in the operative place right now. Because that's how Hawke's life works. ]

Yes, I suppose I'll have to make due.

[ Such. Tragic dryness. ]