feralxyouth  asked:

[he seems to have procured a broom from somewhere to play the part of his trusty weapon (and possible part time steed] [may or may no be fighting an imaginary Antlion and making all the sounds]


Edgar could not stop himself as he shifted from where he’d been observing, scooping the boy up in a tight hold.

“Oh no! Surprise attack!”

—And thus begins the endless tickling.

Before us stands the might of the darkspawn horde! Gaze upon them now, but fear them not! This woman beside me is a native of Ferelden, risen to the ranks of the Grey Wardens! She is proof that glory is within reach of us all! She has survived despite the odds, and without her, none of us would be here! Today, we save Denerim! Today, we avenge the death of my brother, King Cailan. But most of all, today we show the Grey Wardens that we remember and honor their sacrifice! For Ferelden! For the Grey Wardens!
—  Alistair