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004 | commentlog
Jul. 28th, 2012 11:51 pm[Feh. He hardly expects results from the basra's poor attempt at getting answers. Qunari know how to raize shit. They should've asked him. Not that he'd help. They were fools and the Arishok did not have time to waste on fools.
Still, the Arishok is growing restless. Now that he has the tome of Koslun, he's ready to return to Par Vollen. At this point, it didn't even matter anymore if the rest of his men took Isabela with them or not. He just wanted to go home. This festering wound was no better than the mire he left behind in Kirkwall.
Of course the Arishok refuses to be idle. So he trains early in the morning. This morning is no different. He's fast and fluid for being so large. Don't those muscles look nice flexing like that? And man are those swings from his axe and sword powerful. It's easy to tell that if he was really trying to attack someone, he'd cause some serious damage.]
Still, the Arishok is growing restless. Now that he has the tome of Koslun, he's ready to return to Par Vollen. At this point, it didn't even matter anymore if the rest of his men took Isabela with them or not. He just wanted to go home. This festering wound was no better than the mire he left behind in Kirkwall.
Of course the Arishok refuses to be idle. So he trains early in the morning. This morning is no different. He's fast and fluid for being so large. Don't those muscles look nice flexing like that? And man are those swings from his axe and sword powerful. It's easy to tell that if he was really trying to attack someone, he'd cause some serious damage.]
003 | Text
Jun. 13th, 2012 06:28 pm[It's....a miracle. The Arishok's been here over a month and has yet to actually write anything in his journal. Today that changes. In his hard, angry hand writing, you will find a note addressed to the Keep's population:]
How do you justify this chaos?
I watched you all toil and mill about. No order. No purpose. We are not all from the same world and yet these things are common among your kind. Why do you desire chaos, when order and efficiency are strength and success?
You lack vision. You are blind.
[but he will make you see.]
How do you justify this chaos?
I watched you all toil and mill about. No order. No purpose. We are not all from the same world and yet these things are common among your kind. Why do you desire chaos, when order and efficiency are strength and success?
You lack vision. You are blind.
[but he will make you see.]
002 | Commentlog
May. 30th, 2012 06:41 pm[The Arishok can once again be found out on the grounds. He is not in the habit of using the journals, so most people probably do not even known he's here.
He has moved his seat further away from the barracks, but not in the way of anyone or anything and is sitting comfortably. But staring (read: glaring) at something in the distance. Is this guy ever happy? Why don't you come and ask him?]
He has moved his seat further away from the barracks, but not in the way of anyone or anything and is sitting comfortably. But staring (read: glaring) at something in the distance. Is this guy ever happy? Why don't you come and ask him?]
001 | Commentlog
Apr. 21st, 2012 07:32 am[Among the influx of new Keep guests is this lovely horned man. He spent most of the night in his room, searching for answers and found them in the bound journal. The jarring change in location had done little to ease the rage the Qunari had finally unleashed on Kirkwall. He was being denied his duel with the basalit-an. This annoys him, greatly.
And so you will find our Qunari friend outside of the barracks, seated on something I'm sure he's confiscated from somewhere else. And he doesn't look happy in the slightest. Clearly that means you should bother him.]
And so you will find our Qunari friend outside of the barracks, seated on something I'm sure he's confiscated from somewhere else. And he doesn't look happy in the slightest. Clearly that means you should bother him.]
