[Open] Drinks with a King

[conqueredhearts]

WHO: Iskandar and whoever joins him
WHAT: Iskandar has been matching Thedas months to Earth months and is guessing this is around a certain time of year. So he's hear to hold a memorial of sorts.
WHEN: Beginning of Justinian
WHERE: The docks
NOTES: Talk of death and dying. Note this is not a suicide content warning.

This wasn't the Okeanos of his dreams but he felt it would satisfy the time. That was to say he'd been figuring out how the months of this world might line up with those of his own world and had come up with the fact that his might be around Earth's June. The very same month historians had figured out he'd died at the age of thirty-two. Much had happened since that time but he felt that this was a day to honor something. Not him, of course, he had plenty of that already. No today was for those who had died living under his rule.

So he sat at the edge of the docks with a number of wine bottles around him. A couple were empty already to mark how much time had passed since he'd come out here. Around his neck was a small cat who had decided this was his favorite location to sleep even when Iskandar wasn't wearing his cloak. It was just nice to have a solid place to snooze apparently. Also there was a mabari pup next to him, sitting there as if trying to mimic the man in being calm. Not well though considering he kept wiggling about.

Iskandar chuckled and looked over his shoulder, having become aware that he wasn't alone. "Hello there. Would you care to join me? I am honoring the dead with a little memorial of sorts. You are welcome to think of your own lost ones if you like."

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

Anders leans against a dock post, listening and smiling faintly.

"I've wondered what it would be like to have a childhood friend you did everything with. That, and siblings, show up in books so many times." But it's not something a mage has gotten to have for the most part, previously. Maybe now they can. Life has so many more possibilities when freedom is a factor.

"Would you mind telling me what happened?"

[conqueredhearts]

"It was hard to say if it was poison or illness. One day he became ill and it grew worse with time. I watched him fade away and there was nothing I could do about it. It mattered not that my father is a god for I still did not have the power to save him."

He closed his eyes, remembering that beautiful face. The stunning smile, the brilliant laugh. He missed it so.

"After he died life became difficult for me. My sadness grew as I made plans for his memorial. It would be the finest thing I ever created. However, I became ill myself. I suppose one might say there is something beautiful about how we both simply faded in our deaths."