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WHO: Taashath & You!
WHAT: Catch-all for the month
WHEN: All through Justinian
WHERE: Skyhold (mostly)
NOTES: Feel free to hit me up on

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I. Training Circle

Heaving the maul up on his shoulder, Taas grins a little bit as he steps out of the ring. That had been a pretty good fight, and he's pretty certain the soldier would remember to keep his balance with a large weapon this time.

Rolling his neck a bit, the big warrior limbers up a bit before reaching to grab the mug of ale by the side, taking a drink from that before he turns back. "Anyone else?"

II. Sign Language 101

The warrior isn't sure how the little lessons in sign language he had given Cyril and Sam now seemed both common knowledge but gaining interest from other people. It makes him a little bit awkward as he tries to explain the difference between spoken words and the way sign language worked for what felt like the umpteenth time.

He was happy, really. It made his life a lot easier, and if he expanded it, it could even give the troops a way to communicate silently with something more detailed than hand signals. At other times, he's pretty certain they only want an excuse to flirt with him.

"So... why do you want to learn this?" He asks, brown eyes studying the new arrival.

III. Tavern

Taas doesn't spend as much time in the tavern as he used to, but when he does come in to drink and have a good time, he allows himself to completely relax and set everything else aside. With booze, music and friends, he could bury the events of the last missions far back in his head and instead just enjoy the moment.

Catch up with friends, meet new people, pick up someone for the night.

Afterwards, he either went home with that somebody or walked out alone in the courtyard, buzzed and smiling as he looked up into the sky. Skyhold really had a beautiful night sky even with the torches and braziers going, and the sound from the tavern - song and laughter - settled his body and mind into something worthy of his name.

Calm.

IV. Wildcard!

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"Left one," he says and points at it before he continues to speak. "...and I like a bit of pressure. Maybe showing that perk off will finally get me into a dragon fight!"

He really wants to punch a dragon okay.

"Shapeshifter? Yeah, I suppose you could string something together out of 'shape' and 'change'." Taas tries it out and then nods. It wasn't something he had used before, but it felt right. "Any bears out there I shouldn't throttle?"

And Korrin wants to be there to see him punch a dragon. It will happen, just wait. Watching Taas try it out first, she then nods and echoes it, repeating herself so as to get it right.

"Ah...Sam, maybe? And Twisted Fate, I know that for sure. Ellana has a pretty badass honey badger thing going, too. It's always the nice ones that get underestimated."

"That's... pretty amazing, really." He looks impressed, but also a little hesitant. He had learned a lot about trusting and understanding mages from Korrin, going from the more Qun way of seeing things to true friendship.

New kinds of magic still made him a little bit uncomfortable, though. Where were the limits of magic? Did it even exist?

"They should start wearing scarves or something before someone gets accidentally hurt.... and shit, honey badger? Those things are vicious."

"I know, right? Asher was pretty flattered at that, since his hold beast is a honey badger. And I suppose scarves would work in battle or something, but for scouting, that'd kind of defeat the purpose." The hesitation isn't lost on her, and she nudges him gently, letting him know it's alright. "Before you ask, no, I'm pretty sure becoming a dragon isn't a possible. From what they've told me, anything bigger than a bear is out of the picture."

"True. I'll just... be more careful when I'm out choking bears," he chuckles a little bit, still remembering that time. It had become a really nice blanket later.

A dragon, though... he's a little bit disappointed to hear that, honestly. "Well, that's just not fair. You'd be a great dragon." The easiness of their banter does take the edge of his weird feelings off a little bit, and he's grateful for her little nudge.

Edited 2016-07-23 14:12 (UTC)

Aww, Taas. He's getting a hug just for that. "You're so sweet. And now I want those words etched on a memorial when I go. Maybe with a big-ass dragon statue. Orlesians get to have their pompous, over-the-top crap for their people, why not us?"

"Make sure you put that in your will. 'One big-ass dragon statue with the inscription 'I'd be a great dragon' on it.'" He'd remember it for her, but he was pretty sure he'd go long before her.

It came with the warrior thing.

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