A bottle of white, a bottle of red

[fleurdesel]

WHO: Open to anyone that wants wine and warmth and a little company.
WHAT: Wine and no whining.
WHEN: After the mage meeting wraps up.
WHERE: Close to the healing tents, specifically the Orlesian section.
NOTES: There will be wine, drinking, unwinding, and nibbles.

The meeting had been stressful for just about everyone involved. Tempers had flared, opinions made known, a few rounds of confetti and arguing before some manner of accord. Whether it would last or however long it might? No one could truly say. In the interest of being quite done with the stress and headaches such debate brought on the Orlesian healing tents clearing out the potions, bandages, and poultices in favor of what cushions and braziers they had on hand for light and for heat. The space was open, warm, and inviting with an odd assortment of tin mugs or clay glasses set around flat side tables propped up with stones to keep them from wobbling and tipping the whole mass onto the ground. There are some dried fruits and hard cheeses, dried meat and hard crusted bread- whatever scraps they could scavenge or spare and a few bottles of wine or brandy. Across the entrance to the tents there was a sign:

Bring a bottle or food to share for entry.

Tacked below was a list of rules:

• Everyone is welcome, don't make a fuss
• Don't hog the wine
• Don't hog the food
• Don't fight or argue
• If you finish a bottle open a new one, don't recork it for someone else to find
• Clean up after yourselves

Comments

[aceso]

"It is a rather powerful image, isn't it? A mage rushing into the front of a battle, swinging their arm and connecting with the enemy. I admire any who put themselves into that position. It would not do for me, I'm afraid." She simply doesn't have the combat training to be comfortable with blades flying at her face.

[gatheringstorm]

Neither does Korrin, yet, nor is she sure that's her path. So she nods, understanding. "It's definitely not for everyone. I'm so used to keeping a distance that I'm not convinced I'd be great at it anyway. But I'll see you out there anyway, I suppose? Maybe not in direct battle, but those Inquisition camps always seem to need healers."

[aceso]

"I think so, yes. Wherever I am needed, I will go." A healer doesn't worry about the conditions around them, only their patients.