Here’s a thing I did. I bought the Collector’s Edition (or Inquisitor’s Edition or whatever it was called) of Dragon Age Inquisition.
The Old Gods will call to you From their ancient prisons they will sing Dragons with wicked eyes and wicked hearts, on blacken’d wings does deceit take flight, the first of my children lost to night.
I am, I realize, as predictable as any swooning maiden with a crush, now that I admit my unfailing attraction to the stately ex-Templar.
One of the most persistent memories I have about playing GTA V is the constant reinforcement from the game that I did not belong in that world.
Okay, so I suck at drawing. Not really, but I’m not half as good as some of the people out there doing that stuff.