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

[pinprick]

Apologize immediately and lie low for a week.

[wardeneructate]

Don't think you know much about women, Howeling. Once they've got their knickers in a knot all you can do is drink until the explosions go away.

Or at least move on to someone else.

[Excuse you he's not apologizing for his behavior.]

[pinprick]

I know this woman, as well as a great many reasons you think the only way to get rid of a problem is to drink more. Apologize at once.

[wardeneructate]

Well I know her too. And she can swing on the balls of my ancestors before I apologize.

[pinprick]

[That. Is kind of brave. If someone can scuffle with Teren and survive, he has Nate's respect. Or some of it.]

Good luck with that, then.

[wardeneructate]

You never met the first wife. I'll be fine, Howe.

[doneisdone]

[She is conspicuously silent all the while, neither thanking Nate for his interference nor threatening Oghren.]