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The Iron Bull ⬤ Dragon Age
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moonblessing ⬤ Sanguis

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[nehraachargers]

[He'll give him this much. Drunk as he is, the guy can focus if he's given exactly one task to think about. Which, to be fair, is probably the best thing for them right now. Not like it's going to be wise to make him do anything overly complicated.

That kind of hilarity is best saved for when the drunk person is more aware of what is going on honestly.]

Alright slow to stop here. You'll feel a corner. That's where you want to turn. Stop there so I can tell you where to stand.

[Bull waits until the guy does what he's told.]

Two steps to your left. Okay, one forward. Stop there. That way you're facing? Only face that way.

[Because narrow path with slime on either side to fall into? Yep. Better off just walking a straight line. Leaving his area, he heads down to the end and calls out to him.]

Alright. Walk to me! I'm right here in front of you!

[tryhard]

[ At least his random partner is pretty good at giving instructions. Waver manages by doing exactly as he's told and eventually emerges on the other side of the slime corridor he was unaware of, and surprisingly gunk-free.

Ta-da!

...wait was he supposed to be doing something else as part of this game? Well, whatever. Waver follows the voice as it gets closer, complaining in a mutter. ]

Okay, great... can I take this dumb thing off now?

Do I get some sort of prize? What even was the point of all that?

[nehraachargers]

We're getting a shit ton of Demichroma if I remember right.

[He does. He has an extremely good and accurate memory.]

Almost there...

[Bull grins then reaches out to grab the guy by the back of the shirt to help him get across the finish line. No rules saying he can't, after all. Helping the blindfold slip off, it's now revealed who has been helping Waver this whole time.

A giant man with horns and pointed ears. Not to mention some dragon scales along him.]

You good?

[tryhard]

Oof--

[ Waver stumbles across the finish line and nearly into him, rocking back on his heels and rubbing his face when the blindfold is removed. Then, he looks up.

...and up.

Waver blinks. ]

Y-yeah. I'm okay. Er, thanks... for your help.