faderift | ♠ TRICKS OF THE TRADE ♠ round 1

WHO: Twisted Fate, Samouel Gareth, Adelaide LeBlanc, Korrin Ataash, Simon Tam, Lenneth Valkyrie, Kain Highwind, Sina Dahlasanor, and potentially open depending on how one wants their thread to go down.
WHAT: Twisted Fate has some tricks to play.
WHEN: After everyone returns from the Mire, and before the inevitable split off for missions.
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Every prank has its own prompt for people who had asked for it!

♠ SAM ♠
Someone, it seems, lined your breeches with white powder this fine morning, something you may or may not have noticed. In any case, it seems harmless enough until in the late afternoon when it seems incredibly itchy. Can you stop yourself from scratching yourself in public? Oh, the indecency!

♠ ADELAIDE ♠
It'd been easy enough to get her students involved. One would be surprised at how mages do look for ways to make things a little less grim, especially in the face of what they've had thrown at them.

During a lesson in learning how to properly make a poultice, Adelaide will find her students all gasp in unison before abruptly collapsing onto the ground at once. They'll be silent until one of them starts giggling. And it could be that Fate is watching from around the corner, curious at the results.

♠ KORRIN ♠
Twisted Fate will certainly miss you, Korrin, and he's made that clear. So, he's left you a gift! A bottle of cider has been left in your belongings. Should you take a sip, your mouth will be a curious shade of lime green after awhile. With lots of love! (The color will fade after a day.)

♠ SIMON ♠
Simon Tam certainly has some socks. So nice that all of his left socks are mysteriously missing. And all those left socks have been tied together in one long line of socks, and that long line of socks has been tied around a mabari's neck. Dare you interact with the pup?

♠ LENNETH ♠
The next room in Skyhold that Lenneth walks into, whether it's the hold or the tavern so long as it's a place with a door, a bucket of fresh goat milk will spill on Lenneth. Ta-dah!

♠ KAIN ♠
Cotton balls have been aligned along the inside of your armor when you try to put it on this morning, Kain. Including your boots. The nerve! Who would ever? Who indeed.

♠ SINA ♠
An apple has been left for Sina. Thoughtful, but the apple seems to be moving on its own, shaking back and forth, wiggling. That's no normal apple. Could it be possessed? With enough investigating, one might find a beetle inside.

♠ TWISTED FATE ♠
And should anyone be clever enough to determine that it was indeed Fate -- which, really, is a no-brainer for Korrin, at least -- they will find the elf calmly seated in the tavern at the end of it all, drinking while playing a game of cards with one of the other patrons in the bar.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Korrin shrugs and smirks.]

With everything that's happened, people need a little silliness to distract them from it all. If it's always deadly serious around here, you know we'll buckle before long. That kind of pressure never leads anywhere good, not without some way to relieve it.

Sort of my perspective on things. I prefer a life of games, adventuring, and pleasures; all this... holes in the sky, another Archdemon, and such is sort of a downer on things, don't you think?

Even if people are irritated at first, I think they'll be grateful.

I suppose it depends on what exactly you did to them. Care to elaborate?

[He wouldn't have pulled the same thing on everyone, she knows that much.]

Nothing that I didn't think would be difficult to find amusing. Let me think... I convinced a class of mages to pretend to be ill to tease their teacher, I took all of a man's left socks and tied them around a dog, itching powder in a man's trousers, a beetle in an apple, cotton balls in someone else's armor, and poured goat's milk on someone else.

I didn't think it was particularly sinister, but you'd be surprised at how sensitive people can be.

[Korrin tries to hold it in, but she can't and ends up snorting with laughter by the end of it.]

I'm not sure which I love more, the itching powder or the cotton balls. Those definitely ought to take their minds off things for a bit. A little irritation is a fair price to pay for something like that...though admittedly, it's easier to say that when they didn't happen to me.

[It makes him smile in return, pleased that she enjoys hearing of his ventures.]

Well, I couldn't imagine making you itch like that, so admittedly there was some... preferences involved. Everything else was fair game, though.

Perhaps I'll come up with some more clever tricks when I get back. Suppose we'll see. In any case, let me buy you a drink that won't change your mouth's color. Hm?

[She eyes him for a moment at that, but hey, the damage is done. It's not like her mouth can get any greener. So she shrugs, figuring it's worthwhile.]

Sure, why not. I might as well have some decent mead before I'm off to some other place that waters terrible drinks down. At least I'm preparing this time for that, but you know it'll run out long before we return.

That's the spirit. Knew I could count on you to look on the bright side.

To when we meet again, and the games to follow, my friend. I look forward to it.

I'll drink to that! Though not that heavily, tonight. I'd prefer not to start my mission with a hangover.

[And those hangover cures never seem to do much for her, whether it's because she's qunari or they aren't that effective anyway.]

Well, same. We can get trashed when both of our missions are over, though. Never know when you need a good trashing.

♠ TRICKS OF THE TRADE ♠ round 1

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