[ 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.

Comments

[ombranera]

"I do what I can for those that need it." He shrugs, slicing himself another wedge of peach. There are a great many things he could do with a peach to help things along but- for one day? He wishes to be less the Lothario and more himself.

[el_tybs]

"And I supposed I... or both of us needed it. Thank you." Sam chuckles softly at that, shaking his head a bit as he thinks about it. But today wasn't about him or Krem, it was about Zevran.

"So, any special plans for the rest of the day? Or are you simply just taking it easy from everything?"

[ombranera]

"Waiting for people to impress me, dinner with Alistair, and I believe I've an appointment with the Iron Bull afterward." He is so very looking forward to it. "The rest of the day I mean to do nothing but enjoy myself, a day of leisure isn't something I have all that often and I mean to make the most of it."

[el_tybs]

An appointment with the Iron Bull. He's pretty sure he doesn't want to ask what that would be knowing what he does about either of them. "Ah huh. Well, I suppose I should take my leave then," he says with a bit of an amused shake to his head at Zevran's plans. "I wouldn't want to scare off anyone trying to impress you," he adds, his smile becoming a bit bigger. "Happy birthday again... mio gircio-?" he pauses, eyeing Zevran to see if he had said that right.

[ombranera]

Zevran nods- Sam's accent is atrocious but most that attempt Antivan have a hard time of it at first. But he tried and that? Is worth more than all the correct accents in Skyhold. "Buona giornata, mio Gircio."

[el_tybs]

A blink and then a chuckle. "I'm going to assume that is a farewell of sorts otherwise I'm going to end up here just having you speaking and explaining Antivan to me the rest of the day." Which probably wouldn't be a terrible thing to do one of these days, but not today on his birthday when he was trying to just relax.

"If you need anything I'm sure you know where to find me."