[ OPEN ] Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time

[ombranera]

WHO: Zevran and YOU
WHAT: Zevran's Birthday and Ardent Blossom Contest
WHEN: Forward dated to Guardian 5
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Shenanigans connected to this announcement

Someone had been a sneaky little shit, preying on Zevran's lack of familiarity with traditions and dates and the weight people tend to put on something so mundane as a 'birthday'. Someone (Alistair) had spread word and made a thing of it, despite Zevran not seeing the point nor truly wishing to cause a fuss. He had, however, decided to take a day for himself to do nothing. No fuss, no stress, no real work. A day to indulge in a few of his many hobbies. He did not know what one did on their birthday normally but here he was, sitting in the Courtyard with one of his found spoils on his head, awaiting those that paid mind to his earlier announcement. When he wasn't idly sketching whoever he saw in the courtyard he was in the Herald's rest, enjoying a quiet drink and making notes on the better stories or songs he has heard throughout the day.

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[unbrokenoath]

Kaisa doesn't know Zevran as much as she knows of him, but the other Wardens who did know were fond of him, and Alistair clearly liked him enough to arrange this whole birthday blast for him. And, of course, he had helped defeat the Archdemon and the Blight--As far as Kaisa was concerned, he was a friend of the Warden Order in general.

Which meant that she was happy enough to slink on over and flop down bonelessly next to him.

"Hey, how has that announcement been going so far? I thought about it, but then I was like, what am I good at? I'm good at a lot of things, but none of them are really fit for showing off in the middle of Skyhold, you know?" She stopped her chatter to raise an eyebrow at him, a smirk tugging at her lips, as she waits a beat, before continuing. "I don't think they'd like me bringing an ogre here." That is the only thing she was talking about, of course. Pay no mind to that smirk.

"Anyway, aside from that--" She dug into a pouch on her belt. Bethany had been in charge of arranging the Official Warden Present, but that didn't mean that Kaisa couldn't sweeten the pot a little. She fished out coiled up piece of fabric, and pulled it out, stretching it so Zevran could see. It was a long blue ribbon, with an embroidery of grape vines twisting around it. "--I thought this would look pretty, with your hair. And the person I got it from said it was Antivan, but they were Orlesian, so, you never know."

She paused, frowning. "That wasn't really a sterling recommendation for it. But it's pretty, you're pretty, I thought it'd work out. It'll match what Bethany got you."

[ombranera]

This was someone new. Zevran blinked at her approach, attempting to place her for this level of familiarity spoke of either knowing him or bedding him at least once before- but he cannot recall her face, nor her voice, nor the shape of her hands and those are things he recalled ever and always of those that he took to his bed, or at least wished to take to his bed.

Without a name to put to the face or a memory to put to the voice, he simply let her speak.

Let her flirt- or at least attempt to flirt.

He was fairly certain it was an attempt to flirt. Someone truly needed to speak to the Wardens on how it was they do so- with the infertility and resistance to disease? one would think they'd take better advantage of it and learn to be charming. Not that she wasn't. He leaned back in his chair, head tipped to the side, smirk curling at his lips. "The stitching does seem familiar to me, yes."

Grapevines were a familiar motif, he traced the embroidery with a light fond hand. "And what, dare I ask, has Bethany chosen to get me?"

[unbrokenoath]

"Oh, well, it was more of all of us, but she was the one wh--Secret!" Shit. That loose tongue was going to be the death of her one day. She rubbed the shaved side of her head, a sheepish smile on her face. "It's a surprise! But you'll see. All of the Wardens decided to get you a gift, but I figured it'd be okay to get you extra things. I mean--"

She stopped again, this time frowning as she looked like she had come to a startling and rather upsetting revelation. You could all but hear the gears turning, before she turned back to him, and stuck her hand out.

"Andraste's flaming tits, I'm sorry about that. It's hard to remember I'm, ah. Allowed to give my name without risking getting dragged away in chains." That certainly sounded better than 'I got so excited to meet you and give you things that I forgot to say my name'. "For what it's worth, Warden Kaisa Daesun at your service. Maker's breath, everything is all tits up lately, I swear I don't just go around dropping in on whatever pretty elf I see and give them hair ribbons."

She paused for a moment, rubbing her chin. "I'd need a lot more hair ribbons, if I did."

[ombranera]

This all seemed horribly familiar- more than enough for him to crackle a low laugh. Excitable and exuberant, now where had he seen that before. That the wardens have opted to get him something- he could see that argument coming from Alistair as he knew Zev well, perhaps even Sabriel. But the rest? He knew of them, was friendly with them, but he would not call them his friends. Then again this whole gifting business seems a little more and less nuanced than he'd expected.

Perhaps having a birthday to celebrate each year would not be so terrible. He was getting so many lovely, free things.

"We do seem to have a surplus of lovely elves. And humans. And dwarves, and Qunari- I wonder if it was not some manner of requirement for recruitment, that you be handsome or lovely."