easily distracted

… with Feast Day gifts:

(I was pondering the feasibility of taking on the Archdemon with a party comprised of rogue Mahariel, Alistair, Morrigan, and Dog. It was suggested that Dog’s principle skill was peeing on things, to which I replied, “More importantly, he chases the Stick.” And then this happened in my head.)

Archie: ROAAAARRRRRR!!!!!  [translation>Hey! You puny Grey Warden wannabes! Come and get me!]
Warden tosses Stick at Archie, Dog happily trots off and retrieves it.
Archie: ROAAAARRRRRR!!!!!  [translation>Hello? Archdemon! Over here!]
Warden again tosses Stick at Archie, Dog happily trots off and retrieves it.
Archie: ROAAAARRRRRR!!!!!  [translation>Did no one tell you amateurs what the drill is?]
Morrigan sticks pin into Alistair doll repeatedly. Alistair squirms uncomfortably, mumbles to himself, and walks into a Hurlock.
Alistair: Excuse me. I’m so clumsy today.
Hurlock shakes his head and walks away. Arl Eamon and First Enchanter Irving double over, laughing.
Archie: ROAAAARRRRRR!!!!!  [translation>Now that was funny, but still… wouldn’t your energies be better expended on trying to actually kill me?]
Warden tosses Stick at Archie yet again, Dog happily trots off and retrieves it.
Archie: ROAAAARRRRRR!!!!!  [translation>This. Is. Ridiculous. Duncan would be so ashamed of you.]
Warden: Alistair?
Alistair: My love?
Warden: The puppet. Use the puppet!
Alistair whips out Grey Warden hand puppet, giggling to himself as he plays with it.
Archie: ROAAAARRRRRR!!!!!  [translation>Nooooooooo!!!!!! Not the hand puppet!]
Alistair then leaps on Archie’s head, brandishing the puppet. Archie tries to shake him off, but has neither the strength nor the will to do so, and expires, just to make the unbearable irritation end. After resting the puppet on Archie’s head, Alistair does an awkward yet endearing happy dance, while Dog pees on Archie’s tail. Old God essence then swirls out of Archie, seeking a new host, and finds the nearest “Grey Warden” - the hand puppet.
Morrigan (gesturing pointedly at her abdomen): Uh, Wardens…? Did the two of you forget something?
Warden and Alistair (exchanging sly glances and snickering): Nope.

Yeah, that could work…