Me: Sten! The forum people have a bunch of questions about you!
Sten: I'm shocked. Look: This is my surprised face.
Me: So, I thought maybe you could answer some things for them...
Sten: No.
Me: C'mon, pretty please?
Sten: No.
Me: Why not?
Sten: It's pointless. Answering their questions will only prompt more. And somehow this will end up with kitty ears again.
Me: I have a full bag of Pepperidge Farms cookies that says you could answer maybe a couple....
Sten: ...What kind?
Me: Sausalito.
Sten: Ask your questions.

Q & A with Sten

Q. Are qunari anything like the Mandalorian guy in KOTOR?

A. Mandalorian? Speak common.

Q. They're a group of honorable warrior-types.

A. Human logic never fails to astonish me. "Sten is a qunari. All qunari must be exactly like Sten." is not the sort of syllogism a rational creature could devise. I'm a soldier. All qunari are not soldiers. How would that work? Do you imagine we would declare war on the ground in order to produce crops? Perhaps we might besiege the ocean and force it to surrender fish? Our artisans and scholars must lead lives of endless frustration. Parshaara.

Q. Do they have a Blight where you're from?

A. Obviously, we do now.

Q. Hot or Not?

A. ...You aren't giving me enough cookies to endure this.

Q. Why should they let you out of that cage?

A. They shouldn't. That would defeat the purpose of locking me up in the first place.

Q. Are you Danish?

A. ...Am I a pastry? Parshaara! Give me the cookies.