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[ The feed opens up with Hawke sitting in what's presumably his room, though it's not obvious. It's the quietest place he can find about now. ]

Those things - fairies, I believe I've heard them called. [ Speaking of which, one is battering itself against the window pane. ] I've never seen something quite like it. Creatures, yes, but not... made of ice.

[ Gripping the poker from the fireplace - damn fairies, ruining his video, he prepares to open the window. ] Apparently they die from all sorts of causes. And are extremely dangerous.

[ Quickly flinging open the window, the fairy divebombs him, barely misses, and as he quickly shuts the window again, it comes around for round two - and gets a face full of poker, allowing Hawke to pinch it neatly between the tongs and hurry it into the bathroom, where he's already prepared a large bathtub full of near-boiling water. Time for a bath, fairy. ]

[ After almost a full two minutes, the fairy has been melted away and Hawke stands up, dusting his hands off. ]

I'd much rather be out there killing them, however. If you are planning it yourself, maybe we should team up.

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So you think they're more the kind of people for skin care? You sure hang out with a vain bunch.

...In a way, I suppose they are.

[ raising an eyebrow - she's never travelled around with particularly vain people, and.. Hawke doesn't seem the type either, but.. ]

Seriously?

Oh yes. Much of it is directed to equipment rather than personal looks, however.

[ like the amount of time fenris spends sharpening his giant ass sword. ]

Who even cares about the way their equipment or whatever looks? As long as you're stabbed by something and die, it doesn't matter what the murder weapon looked like. That just sounds idiotic.

I wish the Orlesians thought that way.

The.. Orlesians? Some kind of group?

A very flashy country.

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