[ OPEN ] Take a Break

[fleurdesel]

WHO: Adelaide & The Healers of the Inquisition & friends
WHAT: Informal gathering, refreshments offered.
WHEN: nowish
WHERE: Skyhold, Orlesian Healing Tents
NOTES: Drinking, swearing, bitching about troublesome patients, etc. Announcement post here

It has been a difficult few months for the Inquisition- terrible battles, dangerous missions, strange illnesses. The Healers are well overdue a moment of semi-organized rest and relaxation. Much as she had before on behalf of the mages nearly a year ago, Adelaide takes the time to arrange for said respite. The Orlesian healing tents have been cleared of the potions, bandages, and poultices in favor of chairs, cushions, and braziers. Lanterns and the odd throw of fur or knit wool warm the space. Having more time to settle in and become established- there is more room, more places to sit, more tables propped up for holding glasses and mugs. The space is open, warm, and inviting with an elegant assortment of copper mugs and porcelain cups set around flat side tables arranged with an assortment of teas, honey, and small pots of cubed sugar and carafes of cream bribed from the kitchen. To one side there are bottles of wine and a small keg or two of ale and mead, tankards and glasses waiting. There are dried fruits and hard cheeses, dried meat and hard crusted bread, butter and sausage and a few odd baked tarts here and there. Across the entrance to the tents there is a sign:

Must be a healer or a friend of a healer for entry. Unless urgent (imminent death) no patients will be taken at this time.

Tacked below was a list of rules:

• NO WORKING
• Tea and coffee are to the left, wine on the right, food in the center. Please keep things in their proper place.
• Don't hog the wine
• Don't hog the tea
• Don't hog the coffee
• Don't hog the food
• Serve yourself and whoever else is waiting for a glass
• If you finish a bottle open a new one, don't recork it for someone else to find
• Brew a fresh pot of coffee or tea when you finish what is available
• Clean up after yourselves

Comments

[unharrowed]

Vasran's in an odd position here, in that she's now 'officially' a mage, but is also still studying under Adelaide. She also is not, exactly, a healer. As she's here as something of a hanger-on, she's not partaking so much in the wine, gravitating more toward the tea and small bites of food out of deference to those this evening is really for.

She comes up to refill her teacup just as Inessa is finishing the fresh brew.

"Much obliged," she offers as she steps up to the serving table, cup and saucer in hand.

[circleprodigy]

Nodding over to Vasran, Inessa smiles. "It's no trouble. There never seems to be enough tea to satisfy me, as it is. The least I can do is be considerate." They have an audience, as Garahel observes Vasran intently, until he determines that she isn't carrying food and then he relaxes but is still alert, wagging his tail at her. "How have you been, Vasran?"

[unharrowed]

Vasran gives Garahel a playfully wary eye in return. She's watching you, pup.

"My hands ache from the almost constant staff work." She's been practicing not only flinging spells from the staff, but learning how to fight with it without using magic. But lest Inessa think she's complaining: "It's wonderful."

[circleprodigy]

That gets her interest and she raises her eyebrows while taking a sip. Inessa has been so focused elsewhere that she hasn't thought to develop her staff skills, but Vasran brings up a good point. "Oh, you mean the battle mage classes? I heard something about that, a while back. Who is your teacher?"