alistair, who, raised at redcliffe until he was ten years old, rarely received a hug more than once a year, and got more attention from the dogs he slept with than the man who took him under his wing, or the servants he worked for.
alistair, who, at the chantry, learned that…
Suicide rate per 100000, 2012
so in my new apartment there’s a random hole in the wall, just big enough for a drake bell shrine
Druid: My name is Erik with a k.
NPC: *writes name down* And your last name?
Druid: With a k.
NPC: No I got that: Erik. What’s your last name?
Druid: My last name is with a k.
NPC: Wait…is your name Erik Erik?
Druid: My last name is With a K.
NPC: Okay wait a…
Heaven is real