TFLN aka Tales from Folkmore

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

Welcome to Folkmore's Texts From Last Night meme! This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.

This can be used for samples on our applications and used as spoons for players accepted into the game!

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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[theladyofhighever]

[yes. in at least one Thedas, he's dead. Mariane can't help but look back on her own history with a bitter laugh, knowing that she'd done everything she could think of to make him ready to take the throne on his own. but. she always knew she had becoming his queen to look forward to.

even if she was only a mistress, she'd have taken it.

but she doubts that other Wardens who'd loved him felt the same.

so, Grey Wardens. together. even if it meant denying Alistair's blood, his birthright, his destiny.

and then Alistair's needless sacrifice in the Fade, followed by his death]

He--he is! He's alive in mine! We're getting married in mine!

[she slides the jug of cider over to him]

...thank you.

[halsband]

[That went better than expected, and he makes the tiniest surprised noise of approval.]

Right... So sitting here doing this shit isn't getting you anywhere near your potential if you want to go back.

[If it works that way. He takes the jug and keeps it next to him, but he's not going to have any.]

[theladyofhighever]

[she's afraid that she seems frantic. that and very, very drunk]

My potential...I thought I'd already met it? I did everything I set out to do and killed those who needed to die.

[probably for the best. she's going to have one Void of a hangover tomorrow, best not add to it]

[halsband]

['Kill those who needed to die' was all he'd thought he'd ever need to do too, but it's difficult to achieve with immortality factors.]

Looks like that doesn't count as potential to the fox.

(CW: teen pregnancy)

[theladyofhighever]

[fortunately, humans and Darkspawn die much more easily and more permanently. the Archdemon, on the other hand...]

Then, what would? I know I need to bear an heir to the throne, but I can hardly do that here, without my Alistair.

[halsband]

Fuck if I know.

[That's pretty much all he's got.]

[theladyofhighever]

Yes. I agree. So, perhaps my king will join me?

[she tries to sound hopeful and almost succeeds]

[halsband]

If the fox is pulling a lot of people from your world, maybe he will.

[He sounds nothing but bored, but he tried.]

Now shut up before I change my mind and go home.

[theladyofhighever]

No, I would wish you to stay.

[though, she tries to stealthily draw the jug of cider back towards herself. she's a rogue, she can do stealth. when sober, at least)

[halsband]

[She can have it back, mainly because the moment he notices her reaching for it, Heine vacates his space and moves further away on instinct, nudging the jug a little with his foot.]

Take it, just stay over there!

[theladyofhighever]

[and she takes one long, ladylike drink off of the jug, gasping slightly when she lets it go]

I will.

I miss my king.

[halsband]

[Why is he still here? Fuck. His skin feels crawly with the idea he actually might give a shit about her wellbeing in some capacity.]

I know, but this isn't helping anything...

[Heine has no coping skills to pass on though, and he doesn't exactly disapprove of wallowing.]

Fuck it. Drink the whole fucking thing and cry until you throw up all over the floor. I'm sure your king would approve.

[theladyofhighever]

[she has a way of making people do that]

--no! No, he--he wouldn't. He would worry about me. He...when I'm sad, he tries to make me feel better. Even when he's sad, too.

[halsband]

Nh...

[He's just going to half-listen to the rest of this...]

[theladyofhighever]

[it was absolutely the right choice to divert her to how Alistair would feel about her like this]

He's a good man. And he'll be an exceptional king, one his father can be proud of.

[still slurred, but thinking about Alistair makes her feel stronger]