Annoying Mages (n.p.)A Chapter by SaeyaaVal'Aishlym doesn't hate him....but he doesn't like him either...Char: Dorian, Val’Aishlym Thinking Loudly, Shouting Silently: Inner Machinations of Val’Aishlym How to get rid of annoyingly arrogant mages Val’Aishlym stood in the garden, the closest he’d been to a forest without having red s**t shot at him. He sighed, sitting down on the grass, staring up at the horrible excuse of a blue sky… “Ah, there is our dear Inquisitor! Why does he sit alone?” Val’Aishlym threw a look over his shoulder " no one but Dorian, could that voice belong to. The mage both amused and irritated him on a daily basis. He was just amusing enough that he could keep him around but too irritating to keep around for long periods of time. After one tryst through the horrible, terrible Storm Coast where he’d complain for the entirety that they were there about the sea and the rain. Really…what did he expect from a place called Storm Coast? Those 3 days were hell….Though somewhat amusing because of the banter between the Iron Bull and the stupid shemlen mage. He’d do well to probably remember the man’s name " up until this point, he hadn’t really spoken to him unless the man first approached him….or if he stared for a while, the mage would acknowledge him, then he'd speak. “Durium, to what do I owe this grand displeasure of your presence?” Val'Aishlym asked. The man paused. He stared. He opened his mouth, then closed it. Once again, he opened his mouth then closed it. He turned on his heels and walked away. Val’Aishlym smirked before turning his gaze back skyward. © 2016 SaeyaaAuthor's Note
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Added on February 22, 2016 Last Updated on February 22, 2016 Tags: funny, humor, dragon age, fanfiction, dragons Author
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