It's too late to change my mind.A blast of uncomfortably warm, dry air assaulted us the moment the seal was opened, and that answered the question of ...hy we didn't have tents and many extra clothes in our packs. The smell of sulfur was strong, but there was also an odour of dusty, unpleasant decay that I could have lived without ever experiencing. Even the naturally stoic Sten wrinkled his nose, which was strangely sort of ... cute. You know you've been in Thedas too long when the Qunari is. Maybe the Emperor knows this, too." Or maybe he is preying on our fears. Perhaps he knows of the incident with Jollis and its connection to me. He engineers this story of terrible doom in hopes of shaking our confidence in our rationale behind the war, and he gets Q'yros to do his dirty work for him. He has done this before. My sabotaged Portal. The Farviewing pearl from Freya. What better way to hamper the war effort but to sow the seed of doubt upon our convictions and force some to entertain. What do you say we have a little tryst just between ourselves?" You know I can only get leave on a Sunday afternoon." My husband plays golf every Wednesday and Saturday afternoons and then dines in the mess and seldom home before ten. You know you can access my home straight from behind the administration block. I'll make sure you get permission to be in that vicinity, then I won't have to come here and have that disgusting stuff sprayed on my face. You know if you like variety I can get a few. On this particular night, I was looking through a girl-girl pictorial. I was feeling extremely aroused. I knew I was on the verge of something, but not sure what. I was looking at a picture that was extremely hot. A blonde girl was on her back lying on a kitchen counter with her face turned towards the camera, while a brunette was bent over in her lap tonguing her. The blonde had a look of sheer pleasure on her face (artificially induced I am sure in hindsight). I am not sure why, but this.