When tall people are sad and they try to make themselves smaller by hunching or wrapping themselves around a small person but they just look like a forlorn giraffe
Alistair has a surprisingly good voice that swings between tenor and baritone. He used to sing a lot in the Chantry, so most of the songs he knows are religious–but what he really loves are story-type songs full of ridiculous exploits and terrible jokes.
Morrigan refuses to sing most of the time; she thinks it’s ridiculous, and anyway, ‘tis not as if her voice is something great. But if the warden prods her enough, if everyone else is singing, and if absolutely no one is paying attention to her–well, maybe she’ll hum along to In Uthenera.
Leliana is a wonderful singer, of course. She does it all the time–while packing up camp, trekking through the forest, browsing through the market stalls in Denerim. And if someone starts to hum a few bars in camp, Leliana will immediately join in.
Sten does not grasp the purpose of most songs. “If you wish to tell a tale, why not simply speak it?” But after much discussion, he finally reveals that qunari warriors do have songs designed to keep everyone’s marching in time, simple things in 4/4 meter. When he’s finally convinced to sing them, no one understands a word of his deep basso, but all the lines end anan ensaam qun.
Wynne loves a good old ballad, especially the ones that end sadly. She has a surprisingly nice alto and catches on well to harmonies; sometimes Leliana will drag her into a duet. And sometimes when one of their party is upset or sick, she’ll sing lullabies–she admits, once, that it is something she wishes she could have done for the son she lost.
Zevran knows many songs in many different languages. Oh, sure, sometimes he gets the words mixed up, but what does that matter, right? And maybe he’s not the best carrier of a tune, but he can sure put on a performance when he gets his heart into it. His favorite songs are the dirty ones full of double entendres and innuendoes, but by the Maker, if the song isn’t dirty he’ll make it so by the looks he gives you.
Oghren can’t carry a tune in a bucket, but once he’s in his cups he’ll bust out a sad ballad or two. He loves the slow ones for the most part (sometimes he cries, but he’ll never admit it). Sometimes he’ll burst out a rowdy tavern song, though, or an up-tempo working song.
Shale does not understand why the flesh things are singing. They sound almost as annoying as the birds that used to crap on her. Occasionally, if one of the flesh things starts singing near her, she will get sufficiently annoyed as to threaten to throw a rock at it. (But if it’s quiet, and the elder mage or the bard is singing a tune by the campfire–well, Shale will allow it.)
Dog loves songs! Dog loves it when everyone sings! Dog will sing too. Sometimes Dog sings too much and everyone starts laughing. Dog does not mind.