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Life in Camp Shady Fuckers

WHO: Everyone living in or visiting the Warden camp
WHAT: Just some low-key action-spammy stuff for a bunch of sketchy losers who got tossed into the camp for sketchy losers. And the people who come to hang out because sketchy losers are the coolest losers.
WHEN: Vaguely stretching around Cloudreach?? Nothing is set in stone, time is an illusion
WHERE: ~~Camp Shady Fuckers~~ The Warden camp
NOTES: Just throw whatever warnings necessary in the heads of your threads

Just throw opens or whatever up this is a low-key general mingly kinda thing for hanging out and shouting at each other. Feel free to interrupt other threads or whatever and idk man this is basically like a network post but in real life.

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[Can anyone really ask more sweetly than Bethany? Probably, but Bethany would like to think she is in the top five. She smiles warmly at the Kestrels, asking all too nicely to share their meal for exchange of dimples and of course - knitted things to stay warm.]

[ Vita invites Bethany in at the first sign of knitted scarves. They are all chilled to the bone, the Kestrels, and any opportunity for warmth? Has them eager. ]

[Bethany beams at Vita, before she puts down her bag of knitted scarves. A rainbow of knitted scarves came out and found themselves wrapped around the necks of the Kestrals. She also came out with a few hats besides, and then took her plate to sit amongst them and chat with them cheerily.]

[ Zevran himself swings about after another round of 'Alistair it will not kill you to eat grown up food' for his own meal, settling in next to Bethany. ]

I see you have bribed your way into their good graces already.

[Bethany chewed the delicious bite of food she had been eating, before giving Zevran a bright smile.]

Nonsense, they're only too happy to share with someone who knows that they like to keep warm.

One thing that will never change. It is too cold in the South.

[ He flicks his fingers at Nico who tosses him some of the flatbread; Zevran tears off a hunk to offer Bethany. ]

Have you been able to keep warm?

Sadly so .. one of the reasons I miss the Free Marches. It wasn't always pleasant, but at least it was warm.

[She takes the flatbread, dimpling at him.]

Oh yes, naturally. But then again, I've knitted myself blankets too. Which I'll be pleased to share ... for more food.

I think we've some smoked cheese stowed somewhere- and Nico does brew some very fine coffee if you wish a warmed drink.

[ He nods to Teresa, who finishes rummaging through a bag to offer a wedge to Bethany. ]

Mmmm you had me at cheese, but you sold me at coffee.

[She took the cheese with another flash of dimples for Nico and for Teresa and the rest of the Kestrels, before she promptly handed her plate to Zevran.]

A deal is a deal. If you'll give me a moment, I'll get you those blankets while you make the coffee, hm?

You are a kind and swift bargainer indeed!

[ He crackles a soft laugh, reaching for the kettle. Grounds go in the top, water in the bottom, a little sugar on hand to sweeten the mix. ]

Zevran, honestly.

[She said over her shoulder. A few minutes later, she came back with her arms filled with knitted blankets. Just guess what she did to fill the time in her tent when she couldn't sleep? Yes, this.

She put them down, so she could start passing them out.]

I am a Warden. With Alistair. And Nathaniel. Not to mention Kaisa. If I don't get to the good food first -- there won't be any left. Especially when it comes to cheese.

Fair enough. But know that you are always welcome here among the Kestrels and their meals. Nico is a fair hunter and Teresa knows more of herbs than simply for healing.

[ Vita cuts a hunk of roast rabbit from a spit near the fire to offer Bethany in return for one of the very fine, colorful blankets. ]

Come, sit, the coffee is almost ready.

I shall be happy to share, and sit, and be welcome.

[Bethany takes her plate back from Zevran, to take the rabbit, and so she can start nibbling on the cheese. She does, however, take a moment to wrap a colorful scarf around Zevran's neck.]

There's a blanket for you as well ... although I doubt you have problems staying warm.

[She broke off a piece of cheese, giving him a cheeky look.]

Well I have the very fine company of several fur throws and a tiny, hideous dog to keep me warm in Alistair's absence, yes.

[ Oh the sad, longing eyes he throws in Alistair's direction, oh the pining. Played up enough for the Kestrels around them, at least, to giggle. ]

But this is marvelous, Bethany. You have my thanks.

Hmmm, that should keep you cozy, I must admit. Especially the small dog.

[She giggled at that response herself, giving the Kestrels a knowing look.]

You know I'll gladly knit you whatever you like.

Perhaps a little woolen sweater for Doghren? I cannot bring her down so long as it is so cold and Alistair misses her dearly.

Oh that I can do easily. I just got some beautiful yarn from Pel ... and I can do the sweater in whatever color you want.

[She sipped her coffee, and sighed out happily.]

Oh ... brilliant.

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