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[Oghren pauses because he's never considered that. Having Felsi come here and bring their son. He'd get to spend time with him, get to know him more than through letters.]

Can't say Felsi would be wild about bringing him here. Probably think it was too dangerous.

[That's his way of saying he doesn't mind because he'd like the child safe too.]

You want to come with me sometime when I visit them? Felsi and the nugget, I mean.

[He hates the Deep Roads, hates wandering in them when he doesn't have to... but Oghren is offering to share something important with him. For this, Anders can deal with being underground.]

I'd like to meet them. Not for a long trip, but yes.

[He hasn't done well in tight places since the dungeons of Kinloch Hold, but at least he won't be alone.]

Is Felsi the type of Dwarf that's not fond of being aboveground?

[As he talks, he's finishing fixing his plate and going over to his desk and taking a seat, gesturing at the other chair. There's a letter to be written, after all. Purrelden hops up into his lap and peers at the table hopefully, but he rests a hand on her back to keep her from jumping up. It's not just his plate that would be in danger, but the ink too.]

What? Felsi's a surface dwarf like me. Did you miss the female dwarf that showed up at the Keep?

[Plopping himself down, he helps himself to the alcohol first. Might as well have a good drink of that before they start any of this.]

Got herself a little house and she does merchant stuff.

Who could miss Sigrun?

[It's a joke before he bites into the roll. Fresh bread is truly a gift, and it's rare enough he gets to enjoy it. Purrelden curls up in his lap and starts kneading, getting a scratch behind her ears as Lady sits down on his feet.]

Do you mean the one who always talked about how bad a cook you were? I suppose I'd forgotten that she'd come up to the Keep until now. It's been... It was a lifetime ago. Where's the house?

Think you mean she's the bad cook. That old girl is good for so much but she can't cook for anything.

[He laughs a bit.]

It's close enough to the Keep that visits weren't too hard. Bit of a journey now but it would be worth it.

[Putting some cheese on bread, he pops that in his mouth and starts talking while he chews.]

My nugget looks like her though. Got her looks and brain.

[Anders grins. That sounds like an old inside argument, and he's not going to stick his nose in it.]

I look forward to meeting the nugget. Let's steer clear of the Keep itself, though.

[The risk is low that anyone there would still recognize him, but it's present anyway. Also, all of the good memories he has from there are heavily overshadowed by how he'd been abandoned and betrayed. Vigil's Keep is not somewhere he could easily go anymore.]

So let's start with your nugget's name, shall we? Dear...?

He'd find it weird if I called him that. So just say "To my nugget" instead.

[He hasn't called his son by his name in ages. Not to his face anyway. Nope, instead his son is his little nugget. That jewel when everything else might be a piss hole.]

Alright. I'll say the rest and you write it out.

[He clears his throat then starts.]

"It's your da with another letter. Your ma told me you were helping her with her business lately and picking things up fast. I always knew you got your brains from her. Probably for the best because those aren't my strongest thing and they get me into trouble more than they probably should. Sure got me into trouble with that old bird I told you about but your da has kept his nose clean of that for a bit now. Don't you worry."

[A sip of his wine and then he continues.]

You getting that so far, Sparkles?

[He bends his head and gets to work writing, giving Oghren a raised eyebrow at 'old bird' before finishing that and nodding.]

Got it. ...Old bird?

You know, the old bird.

[He figured that one is pretty clear honestly.]

What, you think she can come back from the dead to grab you by the ear and scold you? Wynne was capable of a great deal, I'll admit that easily, but not that.

[He manages to refrain from 'again,' he doesn't know of Oghren knows that bit but he's been sworn to secrecy.]

You can assure the nugget that she'll not come grab him by the ear either. Unless they buried her very deep down.

Her? No, she wouldn't do that. I liked her plenty. I miss that woman and drinking with her.

[He took a drink in her honor then gave a snort.]

No. Teren's the old bird. Looks and acts like a vulture. You ever see one of those things? Terrifying.

She'd do that if you were her student,

[Anders says a little grumpily. Wynne had apparently been the best mage friend to have while traveling, but Maker forbid any other mage get to be out of the Circle. It annoys him sometimes that everyone who traveled with her and Jonas seemed to love her.]

Teren's not as bad as you think. You just piss her off because she doesn't appreciate fart jokes and smells with personality.

Not as bad...

[He squinted his eyes at him.]

She threatened to kill me, held a sodding knife to me, and tried to cut off my blasted beard. And she's not that bad?

[Seriously?]

I... missed that.

[Was he present for it? He can't recall, and he feels a little bad if he was and didn't say anything.]

All right. Maybe the two of you don't exactly have a... working relationship. I can see how your personalities would clash. But you yourself are admitting it was stupid what you did to get on her bad side, in this letter.

What's that got to do with the fact that she gets on mine too? I know I'm a sodding nightmare but she is too.

[He gave a grumble then waved his hand.]

You ready for more?

[Anders snickers and shakes his head before then nodding it.]

Of course. She can be difficult too, and yes, I'm ready.

[He leans over to have another look at the letter to see where it's at now before clearing his throat to continue.]

"Anyway, I got you some puzzles and games I thought you might like. You've been liking those lately so I thought maybe you'd like to have some more. These are supposed to be challenging but you can let me know what you think when I come visit. Not sure when that will be but I'm going to try to make it soon, little nugget. I need to see how much you've grown for myself."

[He pauses there a moment because being all emotional around others is not his strong point but Anders is here to help him so...]

"You're the best thing I've ever done in this life of mine, nugget. I'm proud of what you're becoming. Keep it up and don't follow in your da's footsteps. You deserve the greatest of everything."

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