[Closed] Drink With Me To Days Gone By

[madame_de_fer]

WHO: DAI advisors and companions, yes even Cole
WHAT: Drinking and remembering... party? Not a party.
WHEN: Mid Guardian, right after this. Well, once everyone's not freezing ass in the snow.
WHERE: Vivienne's Balcony
NOTES: Drinks. Feels. Varric and Cassandra, please keep to opposite ends of the balcony, if you please. (Tag around and in and whatever how you like.)



[After the heated emotional outbreak over the sending crystal, and the resultant reminder of the one they've lost, Vivienne quietly opens her balcony to those who knew the Herald best. Silent drinking is allowed, raging tempers are not. Sharing fond memories of the Herald welcomed and possibly even craved.]

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[madame_de_fer]

"If by improve, you mean spoil worse than the cook's attempts at coq au vin." Of course, the absolute swill the steward provided in terms of wine for the evening meal could be to blame for the ruined dish every time, but the cook should know better than to use a vintage which could pass for vinegar. There is a reason that Vivienne goes to the trouble and expense of having her own viands brought in.

In an attempt to brighten the tone of the evening, Vivienne directs the conversation to something with far more potential. "I do wonder how you'll write of these days, my dear. You will be writing of them, I'm certain." If anyone deserves recognition in the written word, it was assuredly the Herald.