Conlan Delaine, Soldier (conlandelaine) wrote in thedas, @ 2010-02-25 01:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! thread, & 9:45 (5) molioris, @ conlan delaine, @ signy dagna |
Conlan's post joining night Thread 3
Who: Conlan Delaine, Signy Dagna
Where: Vigil's Keep Privy
When: very very early morning 14 Molioris, 9:45 Dragon.
Summary: Conlan meets Signy, the two of them talk about the joining, their lives, and things they have imbibed that they really shouldn't have. All the while throwing up.
Rating: V for... well yeah...
Conlan shot up in his bed with a sudden start, coughing and hacking. The images that prevented him from getting any kind of sleep still burned in his mind. A towering beast wreathed in purple flame roaring in anger. Maybe it knew there were more Wardens now. Maybe it was pissed, maybe it just liked roaring. Either way, it had invaded Conlan's dreams and refused to leave. He sat there in bed for a moment, before a powerful wave of nausea overtook him.
There were plenty of alcoholic beverages that mixed well. There were some that did not. Apparently Darkspawn blood, and three flagons of ale were ones you did not. Alright, three flagons of ale, and one bottle "for the road." Coupled with the nightmares, Conlan could tell that most of what he had consumed during the evening spent with Ordhan was about to return, the way it had entered. He became vaguely aware of a soft human sized shape next to him in the bed, but there was no time to think about it. Conlan either needed to get to the privy, or he needed to get ready to clean his room. He stood up and made a valiant run out of the room and down the hall.
He threw open the door, and collapsed onto the metal bowl. He opened his mouth and expelled the offending contents of his stomach in a spectacular fashion. Oh yes, he was truly a Grey Warden, and warrior of legend now. Only when he had finished, and pulled himself into a sitting position did he realize he wasn't alone. He saw the soft round face of a dwarf girl, framed by blonde ringlets. He blinked at her for a moment to make sure he hadn't been hallucinating blonde women all night, and then tried to smile.
"Here I was really kind of hoping it might taste slightly better coming out."