"I hope Isabella is in today, most of the ladies can be a little too lavish after the deed. Do you catch my drift?" Dario mumbled as he stood with one hand pressed against the building he was urinating against. The Chantry priestess was not impressed as she crossed her arms and mentioned for the Templar to apprehend him. Dario started to come to as he came to a startling revelation.<br/><br/>"Oh Maker, what have I done?" Dario said as he had a momentary shock of sobriety.<br/><br/>"You've pissed on Denerim's most sacred temple, is what you've done!" retorted the Templar.<br/><br/>"Oh no, not that. I forgot my weapons in the tavern. I can't go to the Pearl unarmed!" he said walking briskly back to retrieve his bow and arrows. The templar and the preistess stood stunned, not knowing what to do.<br/><br/>He stumbled back in, a certain growling in his stomach trying to exit through his throat. He returned to his table, and found his equipment surprisingly not stolen. He smirked and reached down for the armaments before falling off balance and knocking over a table. Some ale slid off and onto a fellow patron, who furiously stood up wiping off the spilled beer. As Dario slung his quiver over his back, he was startled to see the man towering over him with a fiery look in his eyes. Dario gulped and did the only thing that came to his mind.<br/><br/>"Excuse me sir. But I must apologize for my drunken nature." Dario said trying to stand. The man's scrunched face suddenly lightened as he said this.<br/><br/>"Oh, well. As long as you're sorry, everything's fine." he said laughing as he patted Dario on the shoulder.<br/><br/>"Really? That's grea-- HURALLLAAGGGGHHH!" Dario tried to express before vomiting all over the man's chest.<br/><br/>"Well now you're going to have to die."<br/><br/>"I figured as much." Dario sighed cleaning the bile from his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt.