faderift | Try something new, they said...

WHO: Fenris and you
WHAT: Someone wants to better himself. Or something.
WHEN: Early Cloudreach
WHERE: Around Skyhold. Isolated corners. The tavern (there's a surprise)
NOTES: Probably a warning from swearing in Tevene. It's Fenris.

He tried looking at it every which way he could, but it made no sense. Well. It made sense to someone, he was sure, but not him. The book that was in front of him was being studiously ignored to make way for something more useful - alcohol.

He was feeling the lack of being able to read. He knew that as many could read as couldn't, but all of his friends round about could - and when he was out in the field, it would be useful to be able to read slaver's ledgers to be able to find out just where they had been - and where they were going next. But how did you even go about that.

Preposterous. He shouldn't even have thought of it. With a sigh he finished his drink and stood up, looking around, and thought about leaving the book behind, but tucking it under his arm. Maybe he would ask Zevran to help him.

Still. He was mellow as he walked through Skyhold at least. Alcohol had a tendency to do that to you.

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He snorted, knowing he wasn't going to be talking to any of those from Tevinter. A former slave, mixing with the oppressors? Not happening.

"Bonny?" It was a word he hadn't heard before, and although he could infer what it meant by context... he wanted to be sure. Lass, lad, though? Didn't matter to him.

A faintly rueful expression crosses Jamie's face at that, something brought on solely by the fact that 'bonny' isn't something that anyone seems to use around here - and he gives Fenris a small, slightly apologetic shrug.

"Och, I keep forgetting. It means pretty. Now I'll not say as it necessarily makes things any easier to understand, but having someone helping you who's nice to look at doesn't hurt."

No matter which way you went with that sort of thing. Unless it was affecting him directly, though, Jamie had decided long ago that he wasn't going to worry about it. It is what it is, and he reaches out to retrieve his drink.

"Although I suppose that depends on your point of view. It helped me, anyway."

"No, I can see how it would be an extra incentive." Someone he cared about, helping him to read? That was something he could possible deal with. It would take someone he knew to get past his own barriers and get him to admit that he needed their help. "Certainly it would be more palatable than some people."

"Aye, that's exactly what I mean. Extra incentives like that make it just a wee bit better."

Whether or not that was something Fenris wanted to do? Well, that was up to him, but in the meantime the corners of his mouth turned upwards before they wound up being hidden by his tankard as he brought it to his lips.

"Although I'd not realized just how, ah, colourful some of the comments on the messages that've been posted here were. There's some very creative sorts around Skyhold."

Fenris gave a snort of laughter. "I know a fair few of them. Oh yes, there are a lot of characters. It would seem that Skyhold would attract them."

"Oh, aye? Well, then I'd imagine that you've an idea about some of those comments without even seeing them," he replied, with a small chuckle of his own. "Although I'd not really considered it being a thing where Skyhold attracted them. Wonder why that is?"

He chuckled in return. "Oh yes, I have a fair idea. As to why here? Too many heroes, it would seem."

"Heroes? You really think so?" It wasn't something Jamie had considered as being an option, and he reached to idly scratch at the side of his neck as he mulled that over. "Thought it was more that folk were coming here to fight Corphy-whats-his-face. I'd not really thought about it as being a bunch of heroes."

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