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faderift2017-03-19 11:18 pm
lifeofendurance) wrote in faderift2017-03-19 11:18 pm
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[OPEN] "At last, the Light shall shine..."
WHO: Aleron Darton and OPEN
WHAT: Catchall post for March
WHEN: Present time: March/Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold: library, tavern, Camp Shady, out and about
NOTES: If prompts provided don't work for you, we can whip up something that does.
WHAT: Catchall post for March
WHEN: Present time: March/Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold: library, tavern, Camp Shady, out and about
NOTES: If prompts provided don't work for you, we can whip up something that does.
[Aleron's a man of routine and constancy, even when his life is on the brink of being turned upside down. Every morning and evening he's in the chapel attending to daily devotions. Each afternoon, he saddles his horse and rides over the Warden camp to spend time with Bethany. A familiar face in the area now if ever there were one. In the evening, he brings a book and sometimes some correspondence to read at Herald's Rest while slowly drinking one, and only one, ale or glass of wine.
Except there's something of a hiccup or two causing a logjam to his daily schedule. Instead of disposing of his letters from his family... he's reading them. And responding to them, even! Which means even more of his time is spent in the Library attending to his correspondence. This leads to less time spent in pleasure reading or in matters of research. If this is not strange enough, his e'er unflappable expression gives way to sighs, rubbing his eyes, and leaning back in his chair to issue some silent plea to the Maker.
Afternoons are no longer spent in the training yard either. Rather, he seems quite intent on seeking out friends to make inquiries with them about wedding attendance. Which perhaps explains the flurry of mail coupled with extreme exasperation. What does it even matter if the groom's clothes are green or blue anyway? And that long-suffering sigh? Probably tied to the man having just ordered a second drink for the third night in a row at the tavern.]
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[But Ravonild is a treat that will have to wait until they travel to Kaiten for wedding preparations, Maker help them all. The intense sigh that escapes Aleron shows just how much he's dreading this return "home."]
...but none of the girls yet.
[Because all of his sisters are girls to him still, as they were when he was sent off as a boy, despite being women grown and mothers besides.]
Mother adores her. [Aleron holds up a hand with a wry grin.] And not just because someone's managed to convince me to 'do the right thing by the family' and 'settle down to start a family.'
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I might not be of much help on that front. Might be laughing too hard.
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[Was that sarcasm? Why yes it was! Proof positive that Bethany's had more of an impact on the lineface than most people realize. At least this is meant in good nature and it's followed by a hand clapped onto his fellow Seeker's shoulder.]
We'll see how much laughing happens when Ravonild sets her cap at you. She's unaccustomed to being told no.
[Of course there's the implied 'my sister is off-limits' implication behind the ribbing.]
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[Ravonild is, of course, quite spirited in her own right.]
Of course things will be busy in the near future, but if there's anything I can do to help, I am, as always, at your disposal.
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[And in a rare show of brotherly affection, Aleron grasp's his fellow's shoulder lightly.]
Though I think you'll not thank me if I recruit you to the efforts of green or blue for the wedding clothes. Why does such a thing even matter?
[Why are the lot of them making such a thing over the color of cloth? Women.]
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[The sentence fades away, a sheepish look springing to his face.] Well. Yes. Anyway. I'm sure the ladies will get it all sorted.
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The requests/demands are as follows:
Mama - The du Guille colors of blue and silver because she's determined that Aleron is her heir, like it or not.
Ravonild - Green and gold, the Darton colors, because he is still a part of the family and Mama can shove it.
Imogen - Consideration given to the Hawke family colors of red and black, because it is unfair to do otherwise.
Layla - Please, for the love of the Maker, do not use all of those colors and blind the company.]
They wish me to decide, though I feel it best to allow Bethany the final say. It matters not to me, so long as she is by my side at the end of the day.
...does it truly matter?
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He looks at the stack in his hand and then back up at Aleron. He did this to himself, opening his big mouth like that.]
Ah...it does truly matter to some. Family colours being represented is traditional. Of course I'll ask Lady Hawke her opinion. [Though he'll have to stop calling her that at some point, given she's not going to be a Hawke for much longer.] Your families, ah, complicate matters some, but I am...sure we'll get it all sorted in due time.
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[It's not even being snarky, it is a statement of fact. Probably more than Aleron even realizes. He sighs quietly. He doesn't remember all this headache from his first marriage, but then Mama and Mirielle's mother had made all the decisions for them.]
Bethany is worth the effort. I shan't shirk my responsibility in this, once I understand it better. But I confess I haven't the slightest what that should be.