That is the Iron Bull. He's the Qunari spy I've mentioned. The one you'd most certainly need a new bed for.
[Up ahead, they come to a stop to wait up for the rest of their party. Bull is saying something, lost to the wind and rain of the place, but whatever he says infuriates his partner. He cuts off Dorian's denial by flexing his muscles until he's positively fuming.
His grip on By's arm slips slightly - there's a longing, in his otherwise appreciative expression. He'd stay here if he could.]
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[Up ahead, they come to a stop to wait up for the rest of their party. Bull is saying something, lost to the wind and rain of the place, but whatever he says infuriates his partner. He cuts off Dorian's denial by flexing his muscles until he's positively fuming.
His grip on By's arm slips slightly - there's a longing, in his otherwise appreciative expression. He'd stay here if he could.]