Nathaniel suddenly decided to switch to shots as he finished another pint. Probably not the best idea, but he was having fun and wasn’t thinking about limits or responsibilities. For once, in a rather long time, it was just about him and his new friend. Nothing else holding him back at the moment. Sure there was a blight going on that he had to get back to, but he wasn’t going to travel through the night any way. Not to mention the fact that it had looked like possible rain and the last thing he wanted was to be on Glacaus up in the sky when a rain storm hit.
He laughed about the locals not liking it much. It reminded him a lot of his younger days, when his group of friends would go on a long excursion to Kirkwall just to cause mischief and let loose. They hadn’t done it much, usually responsibilities had kept them in Starkhaven, but they still made for good memories that he liked to think back on. He took another shot.
When his friend mentioned the red head, Nathaniel practically spit out the shot he had just taken, finally noticing the red head for the first time. He smiled sheepishly, feeling foolish for having made such a mess. Well, not a huge mess, but he had to reach for a rag and wipe off his mouth.
He laughed about the locals not liking it much. It reminded him a lot of his younger days, when his group of friends would go on a long excursion to Kirkwall just to cause mischief and let loose. They hadn’t done it much, usually responsibilities had kept them in Starkhaven, but they still made for good memories that he liked to think back on. He took another shot.
When his friend mentioned the red head, Nathaniel practically spit out the shot he had just taken, finally noticing the red head for the first time. He smiled sheepishly, feeling foolish for having made such a mess. Well, not a huge mess, but he had to reach for a rag and wipe off his mouth.
Oh uh, yea she’s pretty cute.OK, she was more than cute, she was positively heavenly compared to some of the patrons around them. The problem was, she reminded him too heavily of a certain ex-fiancé he’d left all those years ago when he’d gone off to try and take back some of his family heirlooms from the Grey Wardens, never expecting he wouldn’t make it back home to her. Of course, that wasn’t the only place his brain went, he also started thinking about how much that he had had to drink. If he did try to hit on her and get anywhere, would he even be able to uh, stand to attention for longer than five minutes.
Ha, my luck, I end up hitting things off and then reward her by passing out on her.Fuck, that would be embarrassing, the last thing his ego needed, but then he also couldn’t stop thinking about the kernel that Frankie had placed in his brain.
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