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

[killedwithlove]

[Cole knows a lot more now that Vengeance isn't blinding his sight. Cole also knows what it is to suffer at the hands of the Templars.

And at the hands of Mages.]

I lived it. I remember it. Every mage here who was hurt, I've felt it. Some of it I even remember living through.

[justice_is_blond]

[He looks down and nods slowly.]

I can't imagine going through all of that. Dealing with my own seems heavy enough to drag me down, sometimes.

[Without Nate... but he has Nate. He's not alone. And Cole could use support too, more than likely.]

If you need anything, Cole, you know where to find me.

[killedwithlove]

I don't need company like tha- oh, you mean in general. Not like Nate.

I don't need things, but thank you.

[The conversation appears to be over as far as Cole is concerned.]