[open] together we can see what we will find

[onlyhymns]

WHO: Cade, his smarmy brother Callum, you!!
WHAT: Cade's life has been turned inside out and upside down. His brother has chosen a terrible time to visit, but has resolved to make the most of it. Come be part of the trainwreck.
WHEN: late Solace
WHERE: mostly around Lowtown
NOTES: There's gonna be a lot of drunken debauchery, and both brothers are going to do things likely both stupid and offensive, so if that's not your bag then you might want to steer clear.

It all began when a blond man strode into the barracks in the Gallows, whistling to himself as he perused the numbers on the doors and finally knocked on one. There, Simon was treated to the sight of someone very familiar and yet not: he resembled Cade, but taller, healthier, and significantly more charming. His name was Callum, and he had come to find his little brother, whom he knew to have just returned to Kirkwall.

Thus they went from the Gallows to Lowtown, where the little brother in question was found in the inn where he'd begun to take up residence not a full day previous. An exceedingly awkward greeting was had, a brotherly razzing that might have been less menacing if they had seen each other at any point over the last twenty-seven years, and the decision to celebrate Callum's visit with a night on the town.

Cade, being who he is, was unable to say no-- and, in his current state, thought a sustained poisoning via alcohol might just be what the doctor ordered.
And the rest... is not yet history, but it's about to be.

I. The First Night

The brothers Harimann and Simon have begun their night of carousing with a visit to the Hanged Man, where Callum diligently ensures that no one wants for a drink or a laugh. They're at a table towards the front, the older brother chatting effusively to Simon and the younger staring into his mug. Callum is quick enough to smile and greet anyone who should come their way, with an offer to join them.

Anyone remaining in the tavern long enough to see them leave might note that Cade can barely stand on his own, but at least it can be inferred that he gets home safely.

II. The Second Night

a. Back in the Hanged Man for another session, tonight is all about catching up. Callum, however, quickly grows bored with Cade's reticence and total unwillingness to pick up girls, and not-so-subtly ditches him at their table in favor of chatting up any locals pretty enough to catch his eye.

b. This ultimately resolves in Callum disappearing into one of the upstairs room with a few ladies, where he remains indefinitely. Cade remains at their table, idly spinning a coin with his head resting on his hand. Either he has total faith that his brother is coming back, or he's too drunk to stand.

III. The Third Night

It starts the same as the others, then Callum starts talking some shit. Any Fereldans in the pub are the subject of his mockery, and it isn't long before things escalate. [I would like this to be one thread, even if multiple people join!]

IV. The Following Morning

A badly-bruised and aching Cade awakens in a cell with no sign of Callum or memory of how he got there. He is, at least, relieved to find that this is not the dungeon of the Gallows, but the drunk tank of the City Guard.

a. Perhaps someone comes to collect him and pay his bail, either in a timely fashion or ...not. [one thread only please, first come first serve]

b. The rest of the day is spent nursing a hangover and trying to come to terms with what's been going on. Callum is nowhere to be found, which is cause for some concern.

V. Special prompts

If you'd like a character-specific scene that isn't covered above, hit me up!

Comments

[onlyhymns]

Neither is dressed like a Templar, at least, and being that both are already fairly drunk, it's safe to assume nobody is going to be the morality police anytime soon. Cade goes pale when Anders turns around, and he lowers his head, hiding his face in his hands. If he could vanish into tiny particles and be swept away, this would be ideal.
"Oh." Callum gives a small start when he sees that the person he addressed is not in fact female, and even looks a little annoyed by it. He looks Anders up and down with an expression that fights between a placating smile and a sneer, clearly wishing to extricate himself from the situation as quickly as possible. "Yeah, uh... good."

[justice_is_blond]

He's nervous about Cade being right there. This could be getting into provoking territory, but he doesn't see anger in the paleness. Anders will stay aware, but for now, at least, he thinks he's not behaving too riskily.

Anders' own expression turns very, very smug as he's looked over. "What, intimidated by another man being pretty? Or are you embarrassed? You don't have to be either. My ass is rather fantastic; it's simply a fact. Did you want to turn around for an assessment of yours?" The answer is likely to be no, and Anders is more than ready to be amused by that.

[onlyhymns]

Cade looks like he'd rather be as far away as possible for the exchange, and has actually covered half his face with his hand, only leaving enough room to watch his brother in quiet horror and pray he doesn't do anything that will get them both thrown in prison or murdered. Hey, at least he can't be double-fired.

"None of that, mate," Callum replies, somewhat more amiably but still guarded, "you're not my type." You don't grow up wealthy with an entourage of fuckboys without seeing some of them lean toward a certain persuasion, but that doesn't make him any more comfortable with it in his personal space.