faderift | after all these years, you don't want to see me poppin' outta da cake?!

WHO: Twisted Fate & OPEN
WHAT: Everything is super serious and elves are in baby jail, so it's a good time to have your birthday party and have it be as loud as possible.
WHEN: 4th of Cloudreach
WHERE: Herald's Rest
NOTES: There might be nudity. Heinous!

♠ EARLY AFTERNOON.

So bees aside.

Yes, there was a bit of a bee problem a few days ago in the room that Twisted Fate had acquired while Sera was gone. As he said, all was fair among fellow thieves, and he really doesn't need the room, but it's such a good location he thought he'd... borrow it awhile, at least until it stopped being funny. He isn't even sure he managed to get all of the bees out, but he does need to eventually plan a little strike back to her.

Post-birthday, anyway.

For now, there are drinks, there is cake -- red velvet, thank you -- and little paper hats for you!

Socialize, be merry. Twisted Fate is around somewhere, no doubt.

♠ EARLY EVENING.

At this point, there are games to be had, as one might expect.

Wicked Grace and Diamondback are the popular choices, though Twisted Fate might encourage a few drinking games as well. Alternatively, perhaps you come up with your own game.

After all, he's never opposed to try something new.

♠ LATE, LATE, LATE.

Plenty of people, perhaps even yourself, has probably taken in so much drink by this point that nothing is quite even and thinking is hard. But it's all in good fun.

How are you feeling? Or is the party over?

♠ WILDCARD.

Choose your own adventure!

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Sera can't drink to that either. She frowns a little in concentration, trying to think of something to get the qunari.

"Nah. Not so many Jenny's up there. Alienage's one thing. What they do..."

She shakes her head.

"Lemme...ah! Never have I ever ripped up a bed with my head."

Smirking, Korrin naturally takes a sip. "That's what happens when qunari heads and human beds meet. Headboards are the stupidest thing, for one of my kind."

Anyway.... "Never have I ever banged a dwarf." What, the size difference is just awkward.

Drink. No shame in it. Nice twee things, them.

"People's people, when it's all said and done, yeah? Surface dwarf's no different from anyone else born on it. But...eh. Never have I ever gone with a cock."

And Korrin has to take a sip at that, without hesitation. "Plenty of times. I have girlfriend now, though, so that's not in the picture. And she's a small enough human, the size difference is funny enough without her being that short.

Never have I ever tried Cabot's 'hangover cure'." She darts a look at the bartender for that, having smelled the damn thing from across the room when he'd served it.

"She show up to this?"

Girlfriend. Good for her, shame for Sera. Certain questions would just have to go and stay unanswered.

"But ain't done that yet. Tried one with a spike of snails in it once. Weird. So...never have I ever killed a dragon."

"Not yet, but she might be. And snails? Ew. That's an Orlesian thing, isn't it. They always come up with the weird shit, drinks or otherwise."

Grinning, Korrin takes a sip. "Hell, yeah. Cassandra, Merrick, Jamie and I took one out in Emprise du Lion not too long ago. Got some good dragon hide to turn into armor for later on. It was epic, and best part is we brought it down without anyone needing to be revived." Big damn badasses, all of them.

"Never have I ever 'rescued' all the desserts from the kitchen in one go."

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"Not all. Left the cookies."

But she drinks anyway, she has it coming.

"Did Cass punch it? Told me she couldn't punch through a dragon. Not so sure on that bit. But never have I ever been revived with magic."

"She punched it with her shield, if that counts? I think it counts." It was awesome to watch, at any rate. And Korrin takes a swig. "Yeah. Before I became a Knight-Enchanter and learned how to make barriers last long enough, I had this bad habit of not staying in the back like a mage should. It was a lesson I needed to relearn every so often. What can I say, the rush of battle got the better of me."

She pauses, smirking as her mind goes to other tavern events. "I never bet my clothes in a game and had to go streaking." Thinking of you, Cullen.

"Oh, shite. What'd you do when it's only the first bit you'd done? I'm not...no rules on that."

She is giving this question far more deep and real thought than it in anyway deserved, frowning at her drink.

"Take a sip then spit it back maybe, yeah?"

Korrin just laughs, not giving it any serious thought. Relax, Sera. "Or whatever. So, how drunk were you or is that something you'd do sober?" It's a toss-up as to which Korrin would bet on, not that she'd find it anything other than amusing anyway.

"Not rolling in sovereigns most days. Or very long when I've got 'em. Gotta use what I've got."

Clothing, arrows, other people's things she'll go steal. Whatever's around.

"Thinking you want to change that never have you ever, pointy?"

"'Pointy'?" Korrin snorts in amusement at that, not telling her to stop. She's too mellow at the moment to care, and might not later. Time will tell.

"Never have I ever...stolen a bunch of breeches." She grins, definitely having enjoyed that tale of how Sera came to join the Inquisition.

"No cloths gambling then? Shame. Sure the lady friend'd enjoy the show."

But she has a solemn duty to fulfill, so drink she does!

"Never have I ever...oooh, lemme think. Ah- made it in a forest?"

Laughing, Korrin takes a drink. "It's better than a beach -getting sand in all the wrong places- but you can still suffer if you don't watch out. One time, my partner ended up being allergic to some plant and their ass broke out in a huge rash. It was horrible and hilarious at the same time."

She's about to consider another one to toss back, when Sera's idea gives her pause and she glances around with a smirk. "Hm, I suppose we could get away with it. Most of the easily scandalized people have retired by now, and everyone else will be too drunk to give a shit." You're a terrible influence, Sera.

She shudders a little at the rashes talk.

"Ugh, itchy lady bits. No good for fighting, is it? Or living. That's why I stick to bumping it in civilized places. Like gutters."

Different kinds of infection. But at least nature wasn't watching her. Anyway, Korrin barely has started agreeing with her before Sera as a deck of cards in hand.

Don't ask where she was keeping it.

"True, there are slightly less voyeuristic fennec in gutters." And yes, she's that specific because it may have happened once or several times. One of those. Korrin grins as the deck of cards appears.

"Don't say I didn't warn you. I may not be Twisted Fate at cards, but I can hold my own."

"You'd best. No fun if only the one of us ends up in our underthings."

But she's still determined to find out the color of the qunari's. So let the game begin.

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