A warning

[justice_is_blond]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Anders, Oghren
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: People are being warned
WHEN: Current!
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Oghren. Blue is Oghren, bold is Anders.

[There's a heavy sigh before he speaks; the first speaker, Anders, might be having some serious regrets.]

We've a new Warden, or rather an old Warden returned to the group, and I've a warning to issue: if you're challenged to a drinking contest with a particularly smelly dwarf, do not take it. The Wardens are not responsible for what happens if you decide to ignore this advice. Honestly, your best bet is to steer clear altoge--what are you drinking now?

[There's some bottles clinking together followed by a loud belch before Oghren speaks up.]

You need some better alcohol. This tastes worst than actual piss. Funny color to it too.

That's not... Maker's breath, Oghren, that's not for gulping down! Put the remnants of the potions down and stop messing with them! If you puke or you die, you better do it outside this tent. I'm not responsible for that either.

[There's more clinking as Anders gathers up what remnants he can.]

What are you going on about? That wasn't ale? [There's a pause.] My ancestors fat tits, what was that, sparkle fingers?

Who would keep ale in the healing tents? That was twenty doses of emetic. Now step outside, because you are not going to get sick in here.

[There's now a grumble and some rustling.] Never heard of keeping something good around for pain. Got to have those potions instead. Can't just have a good ale or something stronger. Got to be... [The sound trails off as he heads outside.]

[There's another heavy sigh. Anders sounds like he's already exhausted when he continues.]

Don't challenge him. Just don't. And if anyone listening cares to bring additional ghoul's beard to the healing tents, I'm in need of it.

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

Thank you, and yes. I do mean him. He passed out outside the camp earlier.

[circleprodigy]

[So much for that. Her tone is a little dry, but she doesn't sigh over the crystal. Manners still count for something, or they ought do.]

He was fortunate you were there, then. I'm certain you can assist far better than what passes for a cure at the tavern.

[She's heard stories about their revival/hangover cures, though has never needed them or would go to anywhere but the healing tents if she did.]

Do you need anything else, while I'm at the garden?

[justice_is_blond]

Whatever looks like it needs picking, if you've the time. And yes. Oghren tends to be very lucky when I'm around.

[circleprodigy]

It seems an...interesting reunion, at the very least. I vaguely remember him, though that's probably for the best. No doubt the older mages would have preferred to shelter impressionable minds.

[justice_is_blond]

Interesting is a word for it.

[Despite the sighs and resignation, he's not altogether put out. It's nice to have an additional someone who doesn't judge him.]

Likely the older mages sought to shelter anyone he might hit on. Which is, for the record, a category you'd fall under. I'd keep a wary eye out.

[circleprodigy]

Thank you for the warning. I'll keep that in mind...and Garahel close.

[Which is to say he couldn't be less her type if he tried.]

[justice_is_blond]

You're welcome. Don't let Garahel bite him, though, unless you've shoved him into several bodies of water first.

[Oghren is... Oghren.]

[circleprodigy]

Noted, and I'll remind him. I wouldn't want to cause harm without sufficient cause, and Garahel will listen.

[justice_is_blond]

It's quite the day when a mabari will listen better than a Warden.