This? Is not her. I'll explain why I didn't post a picture of my Inquistor in a moment.
So I make my happy elven mage, skip her happy elven ass down Inquisition lane, and I'm playing...and I'm playing... and I'm wondering if I'm going to ride the Iron Bull or cast my big eyes toward seducing the ex-Templar, Cullen, when I realize something.
She looks exactly like my grown niece. Down to the cute-ass freckles.
So that means I've been picturing...and the humpty-hump images... and teh BULL...and she was my flower girl at my wedding.
There go four hours of my life I will never get back.
I'll admit, I thought about keeping the character around. I mean, that's four hours of game play I'll have to do over again, not to mention the time I spent in the character creator.
But then I remembered that my brother was a sheriff's officer, owns a gun, and I have the attention span of a gnat. I will wind up posting pictures of my elven Inquisitor at some point, probably with the tag, "BOOYEAH! BAGGED THE BULL!"
Bye-bye, elven Inquisitor. I will miss you.