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[inagutterson]

Oi Gervais--

[Admire his restraint in not calling you Captain Nipple as you are referred to in his private letters to the Boneflayers.]

I got a dragon question and a Tevinter question and you're a mage from here who isn't like a weird shady mage [see: Nevarrans, Wardens, whinging mages wringing their hands like they're the only ones who got smacked with the shitstick boohoo] so like-- me and this rifter were talking dragons and he said something about dragons and creation and the dragons being created. Which. We don't know. Here. For certain. That ain't a thing like no one knows how nugs happened we just have nugs.

So.

[There's the noisy slurping of tea before Yngvi continues on the voyage of eloquence.]

Could dragons have been created here too? Like say some bunch of shady pricks got together with a bunch of magic and blood and lyrium because you'd need both and maybe it's a bit Old Gods and a bit Archdemon yeah? And they stitched up things like scales or even scales from other things and made them? D'you reckon that could be a thing? That dragons got created by some proper mad fucks?

[How deep does the Tevinter rabbit hole go by the way Gervais he's stone cold sober this is your life thank your Templar and your niece for this stunning gift he had to look at your nipple directly when you were about to do the do with Wren so this is your penance.]