Josie: She knows all the best shoppes in Val Royeaux. The prices are high, but the quality is impeccable and the staff is polite, discreet, and knowledgeable. They even have tailors on hand to resize lingerie to fit the Inquisitor’s unique frame.

Cullen: He is a man of simple tastes. A strap on that goes around the thigh intrigues him in particular. He grins and doesn’t answer when asked whose thigh it is meant to be on. Not here.

Cass: She endures the jokes about Hands because she loves the Inquisitor. So very, very much. She also has a suspicion that her very unofficial and unauthorized endorsement will be added alongside the Champion of Kirkwall’s on certain products by week’s end.

Dorian: He almost refuses to go. Almost. He’s actually quite shy and uncomfortable at first, and it almost seems like it was a mistake to go at all. He seems insulted, however, when the Inquisitor offers to take him home, and he relaxes after that. He’s drawn to all the different textures. Soft leathers, smooth silks, and flowing satins.

Bull: Bull isn’t sure what to make of it, at first. There are things that remind him of home, but they’re dressed up all wrong, out of context, and so beautiful they look frail and delicate. His eyes light up, however, when he sees that their beauty hides sturdy bones, and he shows the Inquisitor some of his favorites.

Sera: It’s a bit like being in a cookie shop, innit? Only it’s not cookies. It’s fun things. Sera decides that more is more, and given that this is the first time she’s set foot in a place like this, better take three of everything and figure out what it does later. These wotsits can always be used in pranks if they don’t end up being used.

Blackwall: He feels uncomfortable but not because of the wares, because of the clientele and the prices. He’s been around long enough to know more than some might suspect he knows, he even quietly offers to make the Inquisitor something special, if they fancy. He’s good with his hands, after all, with wood and leather.

Solas: Lavellan is highly intrigued by the effort put into some of these.. items. It’s not that the Dalish don’t have their own… enhancements… it’s just that they’re often much simpler, dressed down and suited to an individual’s needs. When they come across a leather plug with a fox tail attached, Lavellan howls with laughter and points it out to Solas. Shems make something so simple so complicated! Lavellan isn’t sure if Solas is laughing or choking when he sees.