[He's not sure how that works but he can say that he finds it, well, creepy. Anyway...]
Most crowded, huh? [He thinks about that a moment.] Probably Seheron or some of those places in Orlais. Seheron especially felt crowded with how often there were battles.
[Especially because his magic had no interaction with the traces of lyrium left in his system, his first exposure to a completely different sort of magic.]
I'd take Denerim over any other large city I've been to. It's the only place with the proper number of dogs.
[He grins until it's subsumed behind taking another drink.]
So we can have you bring him over to play with Fenris and then you can come here and have drinks with me. Sounds like a great idea to me.
[Besides, he figures that Cullen could use more time like this. Just a chance to sit and drink with a friend.
Speaking of drinks, he pours more for both of them and finishes his glass in a single pull so he can refill it again. He had promised to push harder so he can get drunk with Cullen after all. He's gonna hold to that.]
That sounds good to me. I imagine at least sometimes Fenris will also want in on the drinks.
[He chuckles, leaning forward to make the refill easier.]
Thanks. I don't see why not. I probably won't get drunk every time. I'm not quite as young as I used to be. I never turn down decent wine and company, though.
He would. Probably Dorian too but if we don't want the cats fighting we should probably make sure it's different days.
[Bull chuckles at his own joke but really it's true. The last thing they need is alcohol helping to feed into the bickering when everyone's here to have fun.]
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[He's not sure how that works but he can say that he finds it, well, creepy. Anyway...]
Most crowded, huh? [He thinks about that a moment.] Probably Seheron or some of those places in Orlais. Seheron especially felt crowded with how often there were battles.
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[He shakes his head, as if he had needed any proof this place was going to be a strange one.]
I can see that. Maker knows Kirkwall felt far more crowded whenever battle broke out within the city.
[Templars were trained for urban warfare on small scales, not invasions of Qunari or demons. He won't soon forget any of it.]
Val Royeaux was it for me. Too much in one place. It made Denerim seem provincial.
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[Of course he lives with a guy who has a talent for necromancy. So is he going to hold bug magic against Cullen's Sub? Nope.]
Val Royeaux huh? Yeah I can see that. Especially with how that place just loved to have parties going on. I'd take Denerim though. Less stuffy.
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[Especially because his magic had no interaction with the traces of lyrium left in his system, his first exposure to a completely different sort of magic.]
I'd take Denerim over any other large city I've been to. It's the only place with the proper number of dogs.
[He grins until it's subsumed behind taking another drink.]
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And those mutts are impressive too. Next time you pop over bring yours around. I'll make sure there's meat.
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[He takes a longer pull from his glass, visibly relaxing by the moment as he settles.]
I shall. He'll appreciate it. He enjoys spending time with Fenris, anyway.
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[Besides, he figures that Cullen could use more time like this. Just a chance to sit and drink with a friend.
Speaking of drinks, he pours more for both of them and finishes his glass in a single pull so he can refill it again. He had promised to push harder so he can get drunk with Cullen after all. He's gonna hold to that.]
We could make it a regular thing even.
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[He chuckles, leaning forward to make the refill easier.]
Thanks. I don't see why not. I probably won't get drunk every time. I'm not quite as young as I used to be. I never turn down decent wine and company, though.
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[Bull chuckles at his own joke but really it's true. The last thing they need is alcohol helping to feed into the bickering when everyone's here to have fun.]
You're looking good for your age there, old man.
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[He likes his drinking genial.]
Well, having a very active mabari to train does wonders for not letting myself go.
[It's offered lightly. He thinks very little of his appearance most days. It has always been more about function than form.]