hey tell me about you warden please? i'm just curious if the first game bit you as much as me
Ok yes, I forked out for the next two games because the first game just grabbed me and stole my money.
My warden was a male elf mage named Harclas (the only name so far that actually doesn't have a meaning it was just transferred over from my skyrim days) he was the only one of my heroes who was there because really, he was a nice guy, he saw the good in everything and he wanted to help save that, despite the fact that the whole world seems to hate him for what he is. He was gentle most of the time and trusting, and he was thrust into the hero role, and it fit him well because he was selfless and kind and completely idolised.
Obviously he had flaws. He was far too trusting for his own good, sometimes it would land them in danger, and he had one hell of a temper on him. I'm talking going outside and freezing nugs who get in the way because he's really pissed off kind of temper. It doesn't bubble up often but when it does.
He's usually so soft spoken and painted as a saint, and it's a shock when he announces he and Zevran are calling their sex a relationship. A) Because the only thing they seem to have in common is their elven nature and B) Because he seemed so innocent and pure and he's spent his whole life in the circle how does he even know how to sex?
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Notes: I hope you have a Merry Christmas friend and that you enjoy your gift! I’ve never written Smornby before so I hope it’s alright :)
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“Attention passengers of flight 718, we regret to inform you that your flight has been delayed until tomorrow morning at 8am due to inclement weather. The airline apologizes for any inconveniences this may cause. Please see your terminal desk for more information.“
Ross signed and leaned back in his chair. He, as had the rest of the passengers of flight 718, been hoping for the past two hours that the bad weather which had been hanging over the city all day would move on and allow them to take off. However, as the groans of distress and outrage rippled through the crow, he knew that he wouldn’t be flying anywhere that night.
One particularly outraged cry of “Blood Hell!”, came from a tall man with a ginger beard before he marched up to the desk and began to argue with the attendants behind it.
Ross didn’t join the mob that was slowly building at the desk, however, but instead thanked his lucky stars that he had had the smart idea of sitting next to one of the wall socks thus allowing him the use of his laptop and phone throughout the long night ahead of him.
He had just fished out his computer and was in the process of turning it on, when the man he had first seen arguing with the attendants set down with a huff besides him. Ross moved his arm off the armrest between them as the other man sank down, pulled out his phone, and began rapidly typing away at the screen.
They set like that for a while as the people around them all settled down for the night and Ross moved from checking his email to scrolling through Reddit.
He was watching a particularly funny gif of a man trying to back a car out of a car park when the man next to him spoke.
“Have you seen the one of the banana?”
Ross looked up and blinked, “Sorry?”
“The banana one, where that guy tries to open it by putting it under a car? It nails him right in the nuts.”
Ross had to laugh at the image, “No, I haven’t”
“Here, I’ll show it to you. I think I’ve got it somewhere on my phone.”
He thumbed through his recent visits until he got to the correct picture, “Here,” he said, leaning over so Ross could see the screen.
Ross and the stranger both laughed as the guy was hit by the banana.
“Fucking hell,” Ross exclaimed, still laughing, “Reddit is the fucking best.”
“Seriously though, you can’t make this shit up.”
“I’m Ross by the way”
“I’m Alex, but you can call me Smith. Most of my friends call me Smith.”
“Nice to meet you, god bless the internet in times like this, eh?”
Smith sighed and nodded in agreement “Fucking weather, I’m not going to get home until like the middle of Christmas Day now.”
“Going home for the holiday’s as well?”
“Yeah, my folks live in Somerset and I’ve just been up here visiting some friends before heading back. Mum is going to give me an earful for being late and it’s not even my fucking fault.”
“It is pretty shitty, but yeah my own Mum isn’t going to be very happy either.”
“Where are you from, anyway? I can’t quite place your accent.”
“Swindon, so a bit farther North than you are.”
“Ah, cool.”
The two lapsed into silence as a loud women walked past talking into her phone at the speed of light.
“So, what else do you like besides wasting your life on Reddit?” Ross asked.
“I’m pretty into gaming and music as well,” Smith admitted, “You ever play GMod?”
As the two of them continued talking, Ross was surprised at how much they had in common. Both had a love for gaming and music, as well as a similar taste in humor. They never ran out of things to talk about it seemed, both jumping on something the other said and carrying the conversation in different directions.
It was just past 3am when Smith yawned and set back in his chair.
“Think I might try getting some shut eye before we have to board this plane,” he stated, shifting around in the hard chair, “I have to be at least somewhat awake when I met the fam tomorrow.”
“Ah, right,” Ross said, a bit more disappointed than he was willing to let on that their conversation was at an end. “Hopefully you can get to sleep in these God awful chairs.”
“Mate, if there is one thing I can do, it is sleep,” Smith said, a wicked grin tugged at the corners of his mouth.
And, much to the surprise of Ross, just minutes later he was snoring away softly besides him.
Ross, who was never much one for sleeping while sitting upright himself, turned once more to his laptop and was just scrolling through Netflix looking for a movie to watch when he felt something hit his shoulder.
He turned to look and felt a jolt go through him when he realized that Smith had fallen over and his head was now nestled against his shoulder.
He glanced up self consensually and caught the eye of a person with short brown hair sitting across from them.
They glanced between him and Smith with a raised eyebrow before give him a small wink and returning to the book in their lap.
Ross, who was thoroughly embarrassed with the whole situation but not enough of a jerk to either shove Smith or wake him up to get him to move, sat completely still purposefully not looking at the very attractive man taking a nap on his shoulder as he “watched” a movie on his laptop.
At some point, however, he must have dozed off because the next thing he remembered was hearing the loud intercom voice warning passengers that flight 718 was departing in less than 10 minutes.
He opened his eyes, feeling the normal post-sleep confusing and wondered at how comfortable he had managed to get in the hard plastic seats of the airport.
That was before he felt his pillow move under him.
With a start, he jerked back and his eyes met the sleep blurred ones of Smith. The two looked at each other with equal parts confusion, embarrassment, and shock before a small voice interrupted them.
“You two might want to get a move on before the plane takes off, I doubt they’ll wait for you to sort yourselves out.”
Ross looked up to see the person he had made eye contact with the night before now standing before them.
“So-Sorry?”
“The plane, they are taking off soon.” They pointed over to where the passengers were being let onto the walkway.
Smith and Ross both leapt into action as they realized that the stranger was correct and scrambled onto the plane managing to take their seats before it was too late.
The flight was short, just an hour and a half, and soon they were landing in the Heathrow airport.
As they disembarked, Ross waited until Smith, who had been sitting a few rows behind him got off.
“Hey,” Ross said, as the taller man reached him, “It was really good meeting you.”
“Same to you Mate,” Smith smiled, “I have to say, I’ve had worse nights.”
Ross laughed, wondering which part he was referring to, before extending his hand for a handshake.
Smith seemed to consider the extended hand for a moment before opening his arms and enveloping Ross in a full hug.
Ross, who hadn’t been expecting it at all, froze in shock for a moment before finally returning the hug.
Smith pulled back and smiled once more before walking towards the exit.
Ross, who was still in a slight stupor after the hug, realized that he was leaving and was about to chase after him when he felt something in his pocket.
He pulled out the slip of paper and found a phone number followed by the words “You make a great pillow mate, I wouldn’t mind giving that a go again - Smith” written in small scratchy handwriting.
Ross read the words about three times before they actually sunk in and, with a smile, he pulled out his phone and typed in the phone number.
There were worse outcomes to being stranded with a total stranger in a crowded airport he supposed.
Hey! For the who is this on that gifset, it's Zawe Ashton. But they p much only look like in that gif set when playing Vod in Fresh Meat, which is a british comedy series about students at uni (i guess you would call it college?), it's pretty good comedy wise, and gets you weirdly invested and sad.
ahh thanks for letting me know! i might check it out just for that haha
and, i mean, universities are a thing in the US? like that's not some kind of foreign concept lmao
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