faderift | Relaxing with a smelly drunk

WHO: Oghren and whoever comes along
WHAT: Oghren's down times when he's not doing Warden stuff...
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHERE: Various Kirkwall locations
NOTES: Oghren, Oghren vs Teren, Mostly just Oghren but definitely Oghren vs Teren.

Drinking Games

There was something to be said about the fact that there were a couple of people passed out at the table Oghren was sitting at. Passed out and without anymore coin to spend because it was currently sitting in front of a red-headed dwarf who was downing another ale. He belched after then gave a laugh as he raised his hand to order more drinks...

Only to stop. "Oi. You. Care to challenge me?"

He gave a sauced grin. Apparently one might have an advantage here? He was certainly drunk enough that maybe they'd be able to out drink him. But this was Oghren...

Training Times

When Oghren wanted to get a good workout in, he could be found at the training grounds. His axe was a dangerous thing which meant a lot of these poor things would have to be replaced but he figured that wasn't his problem. If they didn't want these things destroyed then they shouldn't put them here. Or make them tougher. Or have some rule posted for Oghren to ignore that says to only use training weapons.

Whatever the case, he took a moment to pause with his axe planted next to him, grinning at his work. That was some fine berserker destruction, that was for sure.

Of course the second he saw someone. "You. Do you spar?"

Eh why not.

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"Going to..." He blinks, surprise written on his face. "You're on drinking terms with Morrigan but brawling with Teren? How does that even happen?"

Except, on second thought, maybe he shouldn't be too surprised. Jonas had a way of uniting the people with him, after all.

"Course I am. Teren is a sodding nightmare. Morrigan has some decency."

That was right. He was talking about Morrigan like she was a person and not bringing up her more physical assets. Not that he hadn't noticed them, he'd commented on them plenty in the past. It was just the point where he was with her currently.

This is a day, isn't it. Oghren doesn't believe Anders wants to actually help more than himself with the Warden cure and is a drinking buddy with Morrigan. Neither are things Anders had seen coming.

"Well. If you want to ask her, you're welcome to. But let her know who will be leading it. I doubt she'll have any interest then." His tone is slightly distant as he sorts through his papers again. When even people he counted as friends had issue with him, how could he expect others to give a care? Honestly, he would have thought her as likely to be absolutely against Circles and the Chantry, and maybe to have warmed up slightly from absolutely frigid after he'd saved Leliana's life, but he doesn't know Morrigan.

"I'll thank you to not insult Teren anymore in my presence. I've no objection to complaints when she's done something recently you take objection to, but she's my friend and I don't like hearing her be called names."

"I'll insult her if I please. You may not have a problem with her but I do. It's not like she'd show me the decency of not insulting me behind my back if talking about me. Besides, I only said she was a nightmare. That's not at all bad as what I actually think of her."

Seriously, getting Oghren to stop talking poorly about someone he didn't like was more than a challenge. Especially when he had every reason to talk poorly about that person like he did with Teren. Nightmare of a vulture woman.

"Morrigan isn't big on Wardens to begin with far as I can tell. Can't say I blame her given the sad state I see most here. But she and I have a thing together. Keeps us close."

Anders shakes his head.

"I'm not asking you to not insult her. I'm asking you to not insult her to me. And I'd ask her the same thing in regard for you, because you're both my friends and hearing someone badmouthing either of you doesn't sit well with me."

He understands hating someone, understands it quite well, in fact, but there's a reason he doesn't gripe about Korrin around Araceli, Aleron around Bethany, and so on. No one likes hearing their friends insulted.

"If Morrigan wishes to come, I think she could be an asset. But again, make certain she knows who is leading it. I don't want her to be surprised and upset."

"Then don't listen."

Oghren wasn't about to stop, after all. He figured if someone didn't like it then they could just not pay attention to him. Worked pretty well for all of Orzammar anyway.

"Yeah sure. I'll see if I can bring it up with her. Though it wouldn't be the first time a woman was upset with me if I mess up."

He takes a slow breath in and releases it.

"I don't want to hear it, Oghren. She is my friend, as are you, and I don't want to hear someone badmouthing my friends. Either you don't badmouth her again, or you accept that the moment you do, I will consider our conversation over."

The people who put up with him mean a great deal to him, and Anders feels that at the very least he can avoid any conversations against them behind their backs.

"Alright look here. You were the one who mentioned I got along with Morrigan but not Teren. That opened you up to getting to hear what I felt about them. If you didn't want to hear it then don't bring her up."

No way was he just going to let himself be chewed out when he hadn't even brought her up in the first place. And hadn't even been that creative with what he'd said about her. A nightmare was way low on the list of things he could have said.

Relaxing with a smelly drunk

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