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

[wardeneructate]

No idea what a Scotsman is but Hamish sounds like something I'd pick out of my teeth.

[wontforgetyou]

I'm a Scotsman.

[Quite proud of it too, by the sound of things.]

And I'd tell you to take that up with Hamish but he's no so talkative anymore. Still was raised on things a wee bit stronger than ale, just the same as any of us were.

[wardeneructate]

Ale is usually what you find up here. Least it doesn't taste like dirt anyway. Not like the dwarven ale. They put actual dirt in that stuff.

[wontforgetyou]

Dirt? Och, you must be joking. Why would anyone put dirt in ale?

[wardeneructate]

Why would you make fungus into ale too? Because it works. Tastes like dirt but once it goes down you stop caring about all that.

[wontforgetyou]

Aye, well, if I made anything, I'd make whisky, and you start with corn for that. Not fungus.

Or maybe I'll have a go at that vodka sometime, and that's not made with fungus either. Or dirt, for that matter.

[wardeneructate]

Corn huh? Well I'd be willing to try it. Just about anything tastes better than dwarven ale though.

[Few develop a taste for the stuff but that's just as well. More for the dwarves!]

[wontforgetyou]

I'm thinking you're not wrong with that last part there. Tell you what, though, if I ever get the setup going for a decent whisky, I'll let you know. Or if some falls through one of the rifts sometime and I find out about it in time.

[wardeneructate]

Now you're talking. I like you already. Anyone willing to share their drinks is a friend of mine.

[For the most part. There are rules to this too.]

[wontforgetyou]

[He can deal with that. And really, Oghren doesn't seem so bad. At least over the crystals, anyway.]

Can't promise it'll be as strong as that emmy-tick stuff you've just taken, but I'll see what I can do.