trying out a cousland

[ladyspitfire]

Oh, yes, you think the name is so very funny. If you're finished, perhaps we should talk about what you plan to do with me.

I wouldn't say no to a small vacation from Vigil's Keep, no matter how drab it might be. I think I've killed enough Darkspawn to earn that much, don't you? Or maybe you can try to find some people I actually recognize, instead of throwing me at strangers with oddly colored hair. I'd quite appreciate it.

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[birdhousesoul]

Well, if it isn't our fearless leader. Still pent up in Vigil's Keep, then? What was your latest exploit? Time gets a little fuzzy for some of us.

[anywaycanihaveapony]

I got a vacation right here in this flask.

1/2

[ladyspitfire]

Oh, you know. Handling noble disputes, making certain that the Darkspawn are truly gone... The usual for the Warden-Commander.

[ladyspitfire]

...You look different, Anders.

[Change of wardrobe.]

[ladyspitfire]

Oghren, Archdemon blood is not for social drinking.

[anywaycanihaveapony]

Nawww, it's just a shot of lichen bitters poured in. Looks the same inna glass, though, don't it? All ... swirly ... an' black ...

[birdhousesoul]

Thought maybe Howe was right about the robes. [A shifty look.] You're looking well, though!

[ladyspitfire]

You're drunk again, aren't you.

[anywaycanihaveapony]

You call it drunk! I call it happy.

[ladyspitfire]

Don't listen to everything Nate says. He used to get Fergus to believe the damnedest things.

[She smiles a little.]

And out of armor, for once. You've been well, I take it?

[birdhousesoul]

Never better. [Oh Anders you're such a great liar not] But enough about me! Why can't you get free of the Keep? You're the bloody hero of Ferelden and arlessa of Amaranthine. I dare say you could dance the remigold on every bar in Thedas if you liked.

[ladyspitfire]

I suppose Grey Wardens do deserve to be as drunk as a nug once in a while.

[anywaycanihaveapony]

Now yer talkin'.

[[Approval +10]]

Time to break out some dwarven ale! It'll cure what ales ya.

[ladyspitfire]

[Ohhh, she knows that look, sir. You'll get a few minutes to think everything is right with the world before she opens you up like a Darkspawn.]

If that were true, I'd be able to go back to Highever instead of staying here. Besides, no one has that much influence besides the King, you know.

[ladyspitfire]

[Don't quit your day job, Oghren.]

Not in the Joining chalice, though. We'll need some tankards.

[birdhousesoul]

I had the impression the King was rather a good friend of yours.

[doesn't matter whether you actually romanced Alistair, Anders is still going to break out the innuendo. Winks and nudges incoming]

[ladyspitfire]

[Snerk.]

Oh, we are. But I can't go running to him every time I want something. Duty comes first.

[birdhousesoul]

[soberly:] Some duties take precedence over others.

[ladyspitfire]

Oh?

[She's got you now.]

Something's happened, hasn't it?

[anywaycanihaveapony]

You got some in that expanding pack o' yers, don't ya? Seems like there's room for anything in there!

[birdhousesoul]

[He scuffs his boot against the ground, rather like a child who's been caught at something he'd sooner have hidden.] Er, what year is it?

[ladyspitfire]

It doesn't expand.

[...Okay, yes it does.]

I probably pawned them off to Bodahn when we received Amaranthine.

[ladyspitfire]

[She folds her arms across her chest loosely, watching him.]

Almost three years since the Blight. Why?

[birdhousesoul]

So I've been gone a while from the Wardens. You're not angry?

[anywaycanihaveapony]

[Oghren thinks Bodahn is weird.] I only got the one tankard, an' it's a mem ... a memor ... [*hic*] a keepsake. From where I met Felsi workin'.

[why, Oghren, who knew you were so sentimental]

... So's I guess we could share that 'un, if yer not too picky.

[okay this is Oghren we're talking about]

[ladyspitfire]

I'm not surprised, especially after you made it clear that you'd rather be elsewhere.

[Elissa tries not to seem too annoyed, shrugging her shoulders.]

I went elsewhere as well. I've been...taking care of some things.

[Like apostate friends and golems.]

[ladyspitfire]

[...Ew. No, she doesn't want to touch that.]

I'll find something, don't worry. I wouldn't want to make you part with yours.