Wintermarch Is Always Interesting

[el_tybs]

WHO: Samouel Gareth and Anyone
WHAT: Sam celebrates the 16th quietly with a letter from home. Catching up. Work and lessons as usual.
WHEN: (Backdated to) Wintermarch 16 and onward
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES:No warning at the moment. Catch all for some CR with Sam. Birthdays are weird.

After First Day it had taken a few days for Sam to pull himself out of the weird rut he had fallen into, what with a variety of good and bad things to start off the year; seeing James and the others from Ostwick, finding out that the First Enchanter and Knight-Commander had been killed, Krem having gone off on a mission, playing in the snow with others, etc. After that Sam seemed like his old self, falling into his usual routine of various lessons, magical and otherwise, as well as work. Even so it seemed like around the middle of the month his attitude took a dip again, appearing when he wasn't actively doing anything or paying attention.

[Magic Lessons]
Lessons sure have gotten more interesting since getting back from Emprise du Lion. Sam is even more determined to progress his training in spirit healing, and the other schools of magic. Even so he still has fun with it, learning to chill his hand without freezing it for the most part, or letting the younger mages 'teach' him how to do spells.

[Sparring: Magic or Melee]
For Sam being efficient in both his magic and his physical strength together or separate were important, both himself and anyone else who might be with him on missions. What little he had learned before Emprise du Lion had certainly saved him rear, so he makes a habit in shadow sparring about every day. Anyone is welcome to give him some pointers or kiss his butt challenge him to a spar.

[Armory]
Without any orders, Sam has been spending less time in the armory, though he still goes in some evenings to practice. Anyone looking to have something made or just wanting to talk where it's warm are more than welcome to join or meet up with him here.

[Tavern]
Even though he isn't a big drinker Sam has been enjoying certain drinks now and again at the tavern since he isn't needed at the armory as much. For the most part he spends his time chatting to various members of the Chargers, or just sitting in their general area, listening to their stories. Otherwise he can be found a the bar, the bartender giving him a look every time he decides to just drink tea instead of alcohol.

[Baking with Christine]
Christine had mentioned that she was starting to bake. Curious to how things were going and wanting to be of some support, Sam figures it would be a nice gesture to show up. Maybe offer a hand to help her with whatever is she is planning on making.

[Sina: This is how you pot (a plant)]
Well Sam had agreed on First Day that he would help with potting and moving plants with her. Even so he hadn't been expecting to be grabbed after magic lessons by the Dalish and getting his hands dirty. Not that he's complaining, but it was unexpected.

[Birthday The 16th]
The day before Sam let everyone know that he was planning on taking this day off, that nothing was wrong, but just needed a little time. For the most part Sam takes the chance to sleep in, wasting as much of the morning while he can, and coming out once lunch was being served. It's during his meal that he receives a letter that he tears into with a bit of urgency. Halfway through a small smile spreads across his face, though just as sad as it seems happy. The rest of the day he can be found sitting around watching other in the training ring, taking a walk along the battlements or in the tavern drinking, checking out his letter every so often.

[Wildcard]
Pick your own adventure.

Comments

The 16th

[arlathvhen]

When Beleth found out that Sam's birthday was approaching soon, she felt that she ought to do something, at least. What did she know about Sam? More importantly--what did she know about appropriate gifts for humans on their birthdays? She didn't want to get him something that would be insulting, somehow. A little asking around, and she figured something out.

So she approached Sam while he was wandering on the battlements. She held a small box, filled with little dog-shaped cookies. Sweets, she'd discovered, were an acceptable gift for pretty much any occasion. Something humans had in common with the Dalish. And he liked dogs, right? He was Fereldan, wasn't he? Oh, Creators, what if he didn't like dogs--oh, there he was.

"Sam," She smiled at him, holding out the box. "Here, this is for you."

[el_tybs]

He hadn't expected anyone to come looking for him on the battlements, but Beleth always managed to surprise him. More so when she held out a box for him, making the Mage blink curiously at the bow on the top of it. She hadn't- "Thanks, Beleth. You didn't have to," he mutters with a bit of a blush, not sure if he was supposed to open the gift now or wait. Seeing as she was looking at him like she was it would be better just to do it now.

The ribbon is easy enough to pull off, wrapping it around his hand so he doesn't lose it, before peering into the box. At first he simply tilts his head when he sees the shapes, but after a few moments he grins, reaching into the box to pull out the dog shaped treat. It's amusing to say the least, knowing Beleth was probably trying to get him something that reminded him of home.

Taking a testing bite, he grins before holding the box towards her. "Want one?"

[arlathvhen]

"I was never under the impression that I had to." Beleth replied, still watching to make sure that he liked the gift, her worry starting to rise the more that he didn't open it. Of course she didn't had to--She'd had to put in some effort just to puzzle it all out. That didn't strike her as anything she had obligations for.

She definitely relaxes when he grins. Okay, he liked it. Good. It strikes her, now that the worry is over, that it was pretty stupid in the first place. Sam was hardly a man who demanded things out of people, and would appreciate the gesture at the very least. But it was still nice to know that he genuinely liked the cookies.

At the offer, she hesitated. Was it polite to take some from a present for other people? Human social norms continued to elude her, but she figured he wouldn't offer if it was taboo. So she just nods and accepts one, taking a little bite out of it.

"...How old are you anyway, Sam? Are you turning into an old man already?"

[el_tybs]

He is more than enjoying the gift, rather fond of most sweets like cookies, already working on a second one by the time Beleth takes her first bite. The only thing that stops him from finishing off the cookie right off the bat is her question, which has him licking his lips of crumbs while considering it.

"Well how bout you guess? How 'old' of a man do you think I am?"