Bull loves the idea of more food and he dresses quickly in the clothes provided. Another pair of his favourite cut of the warm wool pants, a nice pair of boots and even some of the rope harness that Qunari seem to favour. This pair of pants is cut a little better and sits a little nicer on him than his last pair and he is happy to give that one a break. He checks on his beer before he leaves, there is no way it is ready to bring just yet and that is a pity, but hopefully, someone else brought stuff.

Once it gets dark and his costume is changed to what can best be described as a giant bedsheet he swears. He had already started to like those pants. Hanging from his belt is a stuffed toy, a three-headed dog. He picks it up and stares at it.

"What the hell is this?"