Hey! It’s that templar… what’s-his-name. Culbert? Cully? Cullen! I’d forgotten all about him…
Vrania: Now be nice, Esme. Cullen’s a bit slow, but he tries. There’s also a very nice body under that armor.
…By the way, did you know they put that poor fool in charge after all the nonsense our cousins started in Kirkwall? I honestly don’t think I could have gotten any luckier when I chose to come here; if any other templar had become commander, I’d have been made Tranquil or killed months ago!
Esme: Hi, Vrania! How are things in Future!Kirkwall? Cullen? A nice body? Really? He and I never… got close. I think he was afraid of me… Alistair is laughing and saying “I wonder why?”… I have to go hit him. BRB! Alistair: Owww! Oww oww! Ouch! Esme: I’m back. So… you were telling me about Cullen? Last time I saw him, he was hip-deep in abomination corpses and musing about why they hadn’t let him go with “the others”… You’d think he’d pitch in with the clean up, rather than just standing there while things got more and more rotten… maybe he has bad sinuses? Sometimes Alistair snores something terrible, but he smells okay. *giggle* I mean, he can smell okay!