KJ

"Those creatures are dangerous."

There were many things Ashe did not expect to find in the palace gardens when she went for her morning walk, but high on that list was the Grey Warden Alistair crouched on the grass, peering between the leaves of a well-manicured bush.

The pile of dough sat in the middle of the countertop, a congealing lump of flour, butter, and water. Paine glared at it, as though she could shape it into the form of pie crust by sheer force of will. “Are you sure you followed the recipe?”

When Paine called Bethany and told her she had an extra ticket to see Ani DiFranco, Bethany wasn’t sure which made her more surprised: that Paine liked Ani DiFranco, or that Bethany rated an invitation from her.

Peggy was not in the habit of frequenting bars as seedy as this one, but the informant had been quite clear: in the North Sea port city of Kirkwall, the Hanged Man was “the” place to meet without attracting attention.

Thor took the Wiimote from its charger stand and held it up to the light, squinting at it with suspicion. “I am not certain I understand,” he said.

"It’s a simulator." Jane plucked the controller from his hand and turned it sideways. "We race against each other in little cars. Hold it like this, see?"

Yuna set her tray down on the cafeteria table and frowned. She met her friend Alistair here for lunch every day, and usually he greeted her with a smile and a wave. Instead, he sat silent, hunched over a plate piled with macaroni and cheese, his food barely even touched. If Alistair wasn’t eating all his lunch and half of hers, something was very wrong.