Relaxing with a smelly drunk

[wardeneructate]

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.

Comments

[wardeneructate]

"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.