The King and The Crow

"I am, yes. I figured the size and the horns might’ve made it obvious. The grey skin too." Not in a sarcastic tone, just more of a questioning one.

Lara gapes and stares at Zevran for a few moments. “Y-You know of me?”

  "I couldn’t possibly demand any more," Dorian replies smoothly, "It appears that this… disagreement, for lack of a better term, has been settled. A pleasure doing business with you," he remarks, adding a wink in for good measure.

"Ah such a shame. Must our business conclude so soon?" The Antivan raised an eyebrow. "I could not possibly leave until I knew the secret behind your mustache."

"Ah so being from Tevinter adds to men's appeal? Is this some sort of magic you magisters have developed? I must learn."

  He raises a challenging eyebrow, “Perhaps not in Antiva, but this is not Antiva.”  Somehow, he manages to keep his superiority complex intact the entire time.

"So I must go all the way back home for my ass to be considered the greatest again? You wound me my finely reared friend."  Zevran spread his arms in a dramatic gesture "Hmmmm how shall we settle this… Perhaps… You have the best in Tevinter. I have the best in Antiva. Alistair can claim most of Ferelden… That is fair no? As for the rest… I will concede to you in this Skyhold. Far be it from me to usurp the superiority of a man’s ass in his own abode. Even if mine is clearly superior." Zevran winked.

"I couldn’t possibly demand any more," Dorian replies smoothly, "It appears that this… disagreement, for lack of a better term, has been settled. A pleasure doing business with you," he remarks, adding a wink in for good measure.

"Ah such a shame. Must our business conclude so soon?" The Antivan raised an eyebrow. "I could not possibly leave until I knew the secret behind your mustache."

  "Why," he begins with a devious grin, "it is the best from Minrathous to the Fade. Have you not seen the picture of it circulating around Skyhold?"

"but not in Antiva I see, That is fine. Very few humans can ever hope to match the perfection that is me. I will concede second place to you however. Torania will just have to deal with her husband being uprooted."

He raises a challenging eyebrow, “Perhaps not in Antiva, but this is not Antiva.”  Somehow, he manages to keep his superiority complex intact the entire time.

"So I must go all the way back home for my ass to be considered the greatest again? You wound me my finely reared friend."  Zevran spread his arms in a dramatic gesture "Hmmmm how shall we settle this... Perhaps... You have the best in Tevinter. I have the best in Antiva. Alistair can claim most of Ferelden... That is fair no? As for the rest... I will concede to you in this Skyhold. Far be it from me to usurp the superiority of a man's ass in his own abode. Even if mine is clearly superior." Zevran winked.

"Why," he begins with a devious grin, "it is the best from Minrathous to the Fade. Have you not seen the picture of it circulating around Skyhold?"

"but not in Antiva I see, That is fine. Very few humans can ever hope to match the perfection that is me. I will concede second place to you however. Torania will just have to deal with her husband being uprooted."