[Hawke just so happens to be walking down the street and is naturally pinged by the sound of someone yelling and complaining! Expecting to find someone in need of a dashing rescue from the Champion of Kirkwall, she sprints toward the source and
stares
at the talking pony.]
...All right, now I am fairly certain I've seen everything.
no subject
stares
at the talking pony.]
...All right, now I am fairly certain I've seen everything.