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    The pug toddled up to the border, stumpy tail whisking behind him, tongue looking as he panted out his fatigue. Shit, he'd been running for ages -- and his little legs weren't made for running, let me tell you that. Still, he was glad he'd made it to ... Wherever this place was. Made a change from his old home, as much as he missed it.


    Plopping down, then, Varric awaited attendance, silent only whilst he caught his breath.


    ( /mobile )
    [color=transparent] #sayhellobianca

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Name and business?" Sylmae asked curiously as she trotted up, waving her long tail in the air as she smiled at the little pug. He was so adorable and she just wanted to scoop him up and snuggle him but she refrained from doing so.
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    Holy fuck. Should Bane eat this or adopt it?
    The large tiger padded forwards, round ears perked in interest. A pug in the middle of an island? Not too common. Seeing as the questions were already asked, Bane simply seated himself, scanning the canine.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; width: 430px;]Yes, well, Varric was ... Special. He had ... Talents. The pug's floppy ears flicked forwards as two approached his proximity and a wry smirk curved his lips. He bounced a little, hopping to his paws in an unnaturally spritely manner. As he did so, he bowed, melodramatically. " Varric Tethras, at your service. " he quipped in a dry tone. " I'm looking for a place to stay. Mind if I join? " he believed this place was called the Noblelands ... Ha, sounded hoity toity, though these people didn't exactly fit the bill. Except Stripy over there. That guy had been eyeing him like he was a meal.
    [color=transparent] #sayhellobianca

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]"Please, go right ahead. You are the cutest thing I have seen aside from my children, far be it from me to turn you away, which I wouldn't anyways because we have an auto-acceptance policy. Welcome to the Insignia, I'm Sylmae Winzor, it is a pleasure to meet you. If you ever need anything, please let me know." She said and smiled brightly, her wings ruffling a little.
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    *waves at lashes*
    And another one. The little cub bounded eagerly to the scene. I'm Coraline, Mr. Varric! she would introduce before nudging her doll beside her. Why did she [i] always     have to be so shy? [color=red] And this is my friend.     she would add with an exaggerated sigh and roll of her eyes.


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    //Lashes <3


    The deer let a small laugh release from his lips. He was invisible and permeable, so the laugh had no owner. Cole materialized however, oversized hat covering the deer's face a bit. The pale spirit was in front of the pug, face close to the mushed face from bending down. "Happy. I am happy. Cole. My name is Cole. Welcome to the Noblelands Varric." The deer introduced himself, not backing up from the pug.


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    QUEEN OF THE BOOTY )


    Well, then. He'd been proven wrong in a second. Her formal manner of speaking reminded him of an Aristocrat, though she didn't seem bad. Just a little formal. And she'd called him cute! A little odd -- he had a couple of scars dotting his body -- but if she thought he was cute, he'd not turn that away. " Thanks, " he chuckled, stepping over the border and inhaling, releasing the breath in a sigh. Ah, yes. The smell of potential.


    As Coraline appeared, Varric offered her a cheeky grin. Ah, children. So innocent. So pure. " Nice to meet you, Doll. And your friend, too. " he barked. What a little cutie. Though, he'd never done well with kids. Cried too much. Too high maintenance.


    Then, as Cole materialised in front of him, Varric blinked. Well, it had been a while since he'd battered with a spirit, but he didn't mind. It was just that, err, this particular spirit was awfully close. " You be happy, then, Kid. That's for the welcome. Nice to meetcha. "
    [color=transparent] #sayhellobianca

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; width: 430px;]Why wouldn't they want to eat him? Ha ha, he was delicious! The pug whisked his tail back and forth as he looked to Jethro, bobbing his head. " Varric Tethras, pleasure. " he greeted wryly.
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    ahhhhh more da yes


    Unlike his peers, Dorian had little interest in eating the pug- likely because he knew what to do with adorable things, which evidently did not involve putting them on a platter. Besides, he had his breakfast not too long ago, and dog meat was not of his tastes. "Dorian Pavus, and before you say it, I know it's a pleasure to meet me." The obsidian lion straightened from his brief bow, a grin marking his maw. "I hope to say the same about you."
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    The deer blinked before backing up a few steps. This Varric would look amazing in one of his hats. He would certainly have to grab one. Cole turned invisible and permeable, his hat the only alert that he was still there. He ran back to his room so he could grab a few hats.




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    Varric turned at the sound of yet another voice, his dark eyes roving over the seemingly smug lion that spoke, his head tilting somewhat as he studied the intriguing male. He lifted one paw, setting it at his own chest, and his expression twitched, lips tugging, before he chuckled dryly. " Oh, but I barely know you! I only say what I say because it's considered polite. " there was no pleasure in an unknown face. Still, Dorian seemed ... Alright. Not alright enough to remember the name, but alright enough to have a nickname dished out and face memorised. Varric would be talking with that one soon, definitely. And- all of them, really. None of them were particularly ... Boring, yet. Still, he knew first impressions could be deceiving.


    Turning back to Cole, he watched as the deer simply vanished, hat bouncing away as his invisible body trotted off to god knows where. Well, then, that was that. What an odd male.


    " Err, anyone know where camp is? " he needed a drink. Or two. Or ten.
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