[Open] Autumn is a Second Spring

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WHO: Bethany Hawke and You
WHAT: Teaching, knitting, reading, and surprise ... bringing stuff for baking.
WHEN: Last two weeks of September (Kingsway)
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Warnings for cheekiness?

Knitting

Fall is fast approaching, and with that, the need for warmer clothes is coming to Skyhold. Bethany is always all about doing her part for the refugees, so one might find her out enjoying the early fall sunshine in the gardens, skeens of yarn before her as she knits blankets, sweaters scarves and hats of all sizes and colors. Sometimes, she will have a book in her lap, reading while her needles click away, murmuring under her breath as she reads.

Teaching

When Bethany agreed to help Merrill teach the Rifters about varying aspects of Thedas, she never thought she would find herself teaching so many other people as well. Today's lesson is a simple one - she is teaching the tale of 'Every Grey Warden', quoting it from memory as she looked out on a number of faces - young, old, dirty and clean. Some familiar, some not.

"The Blight had ravaged the land for months; the armies of the great kings amassed for one last stand. As the sun burst through the clouds that boiled and churned in the dark sky, it illuminated a vast seething horde of darkspawn with the Archdemon at its head.

It was then— when courage seemed to fail and all lost to death and despair — that the Grey Wardens came...."

Baking

Ever since that young cook Avery had spoken out about people stealing baking supplies, whenever Bethany wanted into the kitchen, she would bring her own - larger bags than what she needed so she could share with the chefs and of course, continue garnering goodwill. Today, she brought in a basket with eggs, along with a small sack of flour and apples, along with a smaller sack of sugar and some cinnamon sticks.

She peered inside, beaming at the cooks, and chatted them up as she charmed her way into using some of the tins and some of their tools to make fresh apple tarts for the Wardens down below. You could find her there, a smudge of flour on one cheek, telling a rather saucy tale about the time Isabela got them all into a game of Strip Wicked Grace.

"So then - Marian looks over at me and I can tell - I can just tell that's she's got nothing on her besides a very small hand ... and I have this sinking feeling that this might be one of the days she decided not to wear smallclothes..."

Comments

[kallian_endris]

"That's very generous of you," she said softly, "Thank you. I know he'll be happy to have one from each of us."

The little elf tipped her head.
"I didn't know you'd known Nate for so long. I... I wish I knew better what to do for him. But he won't talk to me, he'll barely even look at me... Vati assures me that he doesn't dislike me, and I want to believe that, especially after what he did, but... whenever I'm nearby, it... doesn't seem that way."

[sunshinethroughgrey]

"Well I would certainly hope so!" Bethany laughed, before she blinked. A flush suddenly came over her cheeks, "I ... haven't. I meant, ten years, not ... ten. Oh Maker, it really does feel like I've known him all my life, though."

A fond smile touches her lips, before she shakes her head, "Nonsense. That's just Nate's way. He's gruff around the edges, worried about people getting close to him. He doesn't want them tainted with the 'Howe name' or whatever nonsense he cooks up in his head. Just keep working on him."