Open: Party Preparations

[madame_de_fer]

WHO: Josephine, Vivienne, OPEN
WHAT: Preparing the Inquisition for the Soiree
WHEN: 15 Guardian to 14 Drakonis (about a month's span before the event)
WHERE: Skyhold, varies
NOTES: * Josephine is the hostess of the shindig. Matters regarding invitations, guest lists, admittance, entertainment, food, or general complaints/suggestions should be directed to her.
* Vivienne has personally invited three tailors from Val Royeaux to assist with clothes making for the attendees. She is available to assist with design selections and/or advice on how to behave.
* YOU are open and invited to grab your nearest and dearest CR to complain about the party, ask for a date to he event, complain you have nothing to wear.
* Belinda Darrow has donated from her own private purse to the cost of clothing which people could otherwise not afford.

The Orlesian tailors arrived in great state, bringing with them a cadre of servants, workers, and snotty attitudes. They hate everything. It is cold in Skyhold. It is damp. Everything smells of wet dog. The working conditions are abysmal. The food is criminal. There's not a damned thing they don't complain about, except for the piles of coin they stand to make from this soiree. Yes, they are more than content to build a fortune with exclusive work that will be seen by some of the aristocracy's finest.

Harritt apparently doesn't much like them either. They've taken over his Undercroft with their fabrics and threads, designs and opinions. Oh they have opinions. He stays to one corner, attending his work, and grumbling under his breath about the poncy cheesesniffers.

Comments

[nadasharillen]

Nari's eyes widened, eyebrows rising towards her hairline. "It's actually dragon? I was joking." A beat. "You killed a dragon?" She whistled her appreciation. "Tell me everything."

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin leans against a wall and grins, never tired of explaining what happened. It's one of the few good things to happen during her time in Emprise du Lion, after all.

"It was in an area across this broken bridge, breeding ground for a trio of high dragons. Three teams hit them separately, so that they couldn't assist each other. I was with Cassandra, Merrick and Jamie, and we fought one of the ice dragons. There were some close calls, since it was on one of those rings and falling or being thrown off could have happened very easily, but we were lucky and it fell before any of us could. A true test of my Knight-Enchanter training."

[nadasharillen]

"'it fell'?" Nahariel replied with a teasing grin. "Come on, Korrin. There has to be more than that--paint me a grand sweeping picture! I've never even seen a dragon sitting in place, let alone fought one. How big are they? Do ice dragons actually breathe out ice?"

[gatheringstorm]

Grinning back, Korrin gives in to elaboration. It's one of her favorite subjects, but she's always afraid of boring people with the retelling. Plus, she's no true storyteller otherwise.

"Sorry, I should have brought Varric with me. He's much better at these stories. But yes, it actually did breathe ice. That was part of the problem; the whole area was like one giant puddle, so when it breathed at us, our feet would be frozen in place. It'd be easy to pick us off while we were trying to break free. If it wasn't for the Barrier spell and Cassandra's refocusing its attention, we've have been screwed so many times. It also had this ear-piercing shriek that is the most awful noise I've ever heard and will hopefully ever ear. When it did that, we couldn't manage anything but trying to cover our ears. That was even more annoying than dealing with its dragonlings."

[nadasharillen]

"Creators, an angry mother dragon?" The hunter's eyes widened. "And her young?" She chuckled and shook her head, "I'm glad you're all still among us, and--at least in your case--looking remarkably hale and hearty. You deserve to wear her scales, and there aren't many who can say that. Maybe you can borrow her strength when the conversation gets too..." a shrug, "Noble."

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin grins mischievously at that. "I might. I promised to behave myself, more or less, but that doesn't mean I can't find a creative outlet if they get insufferable. We may have to put up with them for an evening, but I refuse to be a pushover. That goes for them bothering any of my friends, too, by the way. Plenty can be done to get them to back down without throwing a single punch."