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Open | Hanging out with a King
WHO: Iskandar and anyone who runs across him
WHAT: Iskandar is just spending some time doing various things and enjoying old and new friends along the way
WHEN: Last half of Firstfall
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: Probably nothing but will add as needed
WHAT: Iskandar is just spending some time doing various things and enjoying old and new friends along the way
WHEN: Last half of Firstfall
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: Probably nothing but will add as needed
Stables
One place that people could be sure to find Iskandar was at the stables. He was here a great deal since this was where his horse was and where he'd really been sleeping. When people weren't interested in sharing their beds with him anyway. That was something that certainly happened plenty since he was very large and warm. But for today he was currently seated near a wall, singing softly in a language many natives wouldn't recognize. Perhaps many Rifters wouldn't either. After all, it was his native tongue and there weren't going to be many familiar with Ancient Macedonian.
In his hands was a saddle which he had over one knee while he rubbed the leather down with an oil to keep it looking beautiful. Perhaps most Kings would find someone else to do this but this was something Iskandar had always preferred to do himself. There was just something so relaxing about it. Of course, this didn't stop him from noticing company when it arrived and he smiled at the new arrival, still singing as he did.
Library
It likely wasn't common to see a giant man enjoying so many books but there he was on the floor of the library with a nice pile of them around him. The subjects varied but it was clear he really was reading through them. In his hands right now was what looked like something about the histories of some land and he was scratching his chin as he read through it. Now and then he made a small hum in thought before he finally closed the book and went to stretch, pausing only a moment to smile.
"Ah did you want to read this one?"
Tavern
One of Iskandar's favorite places to be was the tavern. It was here he learned many of the songs of these lands and where he watched people just live. It was fascinating to say the least but it did have him developing a burning desire of sorts. One that was like an itch he couldn't quite reach. He was really going to have to take care of that soon. Which was why he went to sit near the first person that he saw that had a seat available.
At least the first thing he gave was a smile.
"Would you happen to know where one could obtain a harp or lyre?" Yes, he really was going to need one soon.
[ooc: This is an example of what Iskandar's voice would sound like. For obvious reasons this is not what he's singing. This is just to give you an idea of what the tone and such would be!]
Sam
Smiling some, he paused when he thought he heard something nearby. His horse was at attention too, pausing to look off to the side. Curious, he turned the horse that way, slowly approaching to see what was going on.
"Hmmm...what do we have here?"
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Course turning into a bear was not like turning into a dog, and Sam didn't feel like finding out how the residents in Skyhold would react. Probably with spears and swords. So out here in the woods where it was far enough away from the public Sam was working on turning into a large brown bear in a flash of black smoke.
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Bucephalus seemed relaxed enough though, not sensing danger here. That was good enough for the great King who decided to sit there and watch the creature for a bit. "He's beautiful isn't he, my friend."
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What's curious to him is that unlike other people upon seeing a bear, Iskandar is laughing and... sitting. Good thing he wasn't a regular bear. Sam keeps his distance though, watching with interest what the man plans on doing.
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Sliding off the saddle, he took two steps forward then tossed the meat towards the bear. "Here. Enjoy, my friend. We mean you no harm. This is your home rather than mine."
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"The meat tastes good when it's dry, doesn't it. I know I rather like it myself."
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'Cake is better.'
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"You are a mage! That must be it! It is no wonder you are so friendly!"
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'Ah, you got it. Guess which one.'
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"You know me then?"
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'I know you.'
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"Are you male?" It wasn't like it was easy for him to tell male from female with all that fur.
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'Yes'
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"You're Sam! I had no idea you could shapeshift!" Laughing, he immediately got up and went to give that big bear body a hug.
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Once the hug is over and he's given enough room, the black smoke engulfs him, disappating a moment later and leaving Sam in his normal form. "I wasn't expecting company."
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He laughed again then reached out to pull said beautiful man close to him so he could deliver a kiss to his lips. Affection came easily to this one, that was for sure.
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He shouldn't be surprised by this point by Iskandar's affection, but he is, still getting used to being grabbed in such a fashion and being kissed. Maybe it was because he generally didn't get kissed after someone finding out he could transform.
The kiss isn't met with as much enthusiasm, not because he didn't enjoy it, but since he was chuckling softly a bit much to kiss back properly. "Just a greeting, or do you always kiss men who were just bears?"
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He laughed a bit then went for another kiss, quite happy to have him in his arms for a bit more. If nothing else, he felt that Sam was a nice fit there. Tall and firm but not to excess like himself. A very fine body for holding onto like this.
"That and I can see you like the kiss."
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"It seems I'm not going to get a lot of practice in." Not that he seems to mind in the least with the smile on his face, and the way he leans into Iskandar's body, enjoying the extra warmth out in the woods.
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"We could practice other things if you like though. I would be able to spare plenty of time for that."
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The mention of practicing other things, particularly the part with 'we', certainly grabs Sam's attention, making the mage's brows rise curiously. "What other things were you thinking about?"
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Oh he might suggest other things in a bit but they'd begin here.
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