Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Varric]

The goblin reaches over for her glass, looks the fiend-blood dead in the eye and slams back the shot. Without looking, she then flips the shot glass into the air, where it lands neatly in the stack of three shot glasses already on the table. "Your turn," she says, only a slight slur in her voice.

[Tethras Clan]

Amused, Zevran slips over to Isabella in his merikos elf form. "So... That's Garrett then?"

[Isabela]

"Yup," she purrs. "Garrett the Demon King. I'm rooting for him at this point -- he wins this contest and I'm fucking him, apparently."

[GamesMaster]

The crowd appropriately "oh!"s and "ooooh!"s and "Get 'em!"s as Garrett smirks. 

"Ya know, small stuff, I'm beginning to think I've been conned," he laughs, then throws back the shot and, with a whoop, tosses it into the air. Instead of landing it in a stack, however, he grabs the stack and tosses it as well -- neatly juggling all four of his shotglasses for a moment before catching them into a stack with his off hand.

[Tethras Clan]

"If the inhabitants of the rooms upstairs are a reflection of our host's preferences and interests, he might actually turn out to be more interested in myself," Zevran comments with a grin. "Alas, I must interrupt the festivities. Garrett needs to wake up and realize that the past cannot be forgotten, merely overcome."

[Marian Hawke]

Garrett turns, then, frowning. "And you are?" he asks, tilting his head. "Planning to drink or just make idle comments?"

[Tethras Clan]

"Zevran the Astoundingly Fanciable, at our pleasure," The merikos elf says with a bow. "Good to see you again, it's been a bit, no?"

[Marian Hawke]

He grins amicably, but there's a hint of fear in those red eyes. "You must have the wrong Demon King. I've never heard of you." He doesn't seem to be lying, but then there's that odd reaction...

[Tethras Clan]

"No? You never wore a blood-red ruby choker? Or say rather, you were never worn in a blood-red ruby choker?" Zevran asks almost gently.

[Marian Hawke]

Garrett pushes to his feet, then -- and so do half a dozen toughs nearby, ready to defend their boss. Garrett holds up a hand, then, and faces Zevran head on, the paling of his tan skin hard to tell from a few feet away, the widening of his eyes hidden partially by fixing on Zevran.

"Alright, then. Alright. I knew this might happen someday. You see, friend, the thing is, I've got amnesia. Can't remember anything before I clawed my way out of that hellpit. So. If you know me, and I don't know you, that means one thing."

[Tethras Clan]

Let's nip that line of thought in the bud, shall we? "She- it, I suppose, I'm no sage but I don't know if I'd say demons deserve to be a person- used to keep you locked in a room overnight. It could only possess you during the day or some such- again, I am no expect. But we- ma'bela and I-" he nods at the undine next to him, "snuck into the camp of bandits- not like your own jolly if crude lads- to try and kill the self-proclaimed Bandit Queen. Instead we found a slave chained with ruby magic. I am pleased you have seemingly done rather well for yourself since we parted."

[Marian Hawke]

He seems to relax a little. "No, that's not true. I fought off the demon myself. Maybe you tried, but it didn't take? Whatever the facts are, I'm glad to hear you offered help to a slave. We may be rough, but we don't hold with that sort of thing."

[Tethras Clan]

"Well glad I am to hear that- as an ex-slave myself, I look poorly on that sort of thing," Zevran explains. "Did you ever find your family? You were... evasive of your past but you hinted at having siblings when we met." Dingle dangle goes the bait.

[Marian Hawke]

His breath catches in his throat a moment. "S-siblings?" he manages, in a rather unmacho squeak. He clears his throat, then, trying again. "No, I-- as I said, I have no memory of, even of meeting you. I awoke in a body possessed and fought my way out."

[Tethras Clan]

"Twins, I later found out. You're the eldest, then Carver and finally Bethany," Zevran informs Garrett. "They... they had thought you killed, during a demon attack on your home village. I do not have the full details, but evidently you gave yourself up as a distraction to give them a chance to flee."