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driftfleet2016-04-12 01:46 pm
merchantprince) wrote in driftfleet2016-04-12 01:46 pm
video ♪ take a walk on the wild side
Who: Varric and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Varric's bar on the Iskaulit
When: Now
[video;]
[Like Varric's promotional videos before, the feed does a slow pan of the dive that he owns. And then it centers on the bartop, which has a line of wine bottles on it. The glass is black and so are the labels aside from the gold skull and the words VELENO VENO.
Varric pulls up a seat in front of the camera. He's dressed in his best-- a black and gold embroidered silk shirt, buttoned only halfway because of course. And he's wearing a grin, of course.]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Varric Tethras, owner and proprietor of the Space Bar, and today... I've got something new and exciting for you. [He grabs a bottle of wine and pops it open with a flourish. Then he pours it into a glass. It's black with just a little dark purple in the light.] In Tevinter, wine made from venomous snakes is considered sacred. Well, as sacred as anything in Tevinter can be. It's long been associated with virility, purity of body, and curing difficult ailments. But don't worry, this is animal-free. Snakes are disgusting. Don't eat snakes. Also, Tevinter sucks.
Instead of drinking reptiles, consider this wine: beautiful and deadly, like that woman sitting at the corner of the bar that you're scared to talk to. The wine has notes of persimmon and apple-- as well as a dash of water from the toxic moon.
[Varric's grin broadens. He lifts the glass to his lips and takes a sip.]
Mmm. We only made a few cases, so get it while you can. 500 credits for a bottle with a thrill.
[And the feed ends.]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Varric's bar on the Iskaulit
When: Now
[video;]
[Like Varric's promotional videos before, the feed does a slow pan of the dive that he owns. And then it centers on the bartop, which has a line of wine bottles on it. The glass is black and so are the labels aside from the gold skull and the words VELENO VENO.
Varric pulls up a seat in front of the camera. He's dressed in his best-- a black and gold embroidered silk shirt, buttoned only halfway because of course. And he's wearing a grin, of course.]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Varric Tethras, owner and proprietor of the Space Bar, and today... I've got something new and exciting for you. [He grabs a bottle of wine and pops it open with a flourish. Then he pours it into a glass. It's black with just a little dark purple in the light.] In Tevinter, wine made from venomous snakes is considered sacred. Well, as sacred as anything in Tevinter can be. It's long been associated with virility, purity of body, and curing difficult ailments. But don't worry, this is animal-free. Snakes are disgusting. Don't eat snakes. Also, Tevinter sucks.
Instead of drinking reptiles, consider this wine: beautiful and deadly, like that woman sitting at the corner of the bar that you're scared to talk to. The wine has notes of persimmon and apple-- as well as a dash of water from the toxic moon.
[Varric's grin broadens. He lifts the glass to his lips and takes a sip.]
Mmm. We only made a few cases, so get it while you can. 500 credits for a bottle with a thrill.
[And the feed ends.]
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[ Naturally she takes the bottle from him, swirling it around slightly before sniffing the neck like some sort of pompous noble trying a wine for the first time. For dramatic tension, of course. ]
Now Varric, should I perish make sure they do something nice with my body─ and don't put me in a dress.
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-- Don't worry. I wouldn't make you wear a dress even if you were dead. The mere act would piss you off enough that you'd reach out of the coffin and pop my head off like a grape.
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[ Not talking much about brothers, naturally, leads to thoughts she much rather push down deep into a bottle of slightly poisoned wine. ]
Oh, I'd do more than that. I'd ruin business meetings, start hiding your crossbow in inconvenient places, and even mix up all the drafts for your next books!