[Closed] War Table Op: Once More Into The Berg

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders, Alan, Ciri, Inessa, Jamie, Prompto
WHAT: The Inquisition needs some information, so it sends in these clowns
WHEN: Right around now
WHERE: Location
NOTES: Warning: Bad recorder playing



It's not every day the First Warden has a birthday party. In fact, it only happens once a year, provided multiple First Wardens don't get offed. It's been known to happen.

But it isn't happening any time soon, likely, which means the big birthday party with a lot of invitees is the best place to crash to try to get some desperately needed information. And while there are certainly dignified ways to do it, by slipping in a few bards or some servants, dignity is low on the list for this infiltration.

Their mission, as they've chosen to accept it, is to gather information while pretending to be entertainers. Let's hope this doesn't self destruct in five, four, three, two...

Comments

[ichaer]

For what it's worth, which probably isn't a lot... [ Ciri begins, quietly once things have settled down and the ponder of burning the costumes has mostly left the forefront of her mind. ] I was in a circus once. Dreadful act, really but I learned a trick or two.

[ Tightrope walking, knife throwing and other fun acrobatic works as she explains. ]

I could probably teach some of you something. [ A beat. ] A big maybe, of course but still probably something to help.

[alankazam]

[ Alan bobs his head enthusiastically, or —

Ah. He's not nodding, he's trying to catch the knit pom pom on the end of his long, trailing hat. But also nodding. Because: ]

What sort of something?

[ichaer]

Hmm. A juggling sort of something could be easy enough, and if you're feeling adventurous enough we could add knives.

[ Plus that means if hell breaks out they could throw those knives into the eyes of people. People like the First Warden. ]

[alankazam]

[ Alan's not a terribly competitive person. But neither is he about to back down from the prospect of adventure — ]

How many knives do you think it ought to be? How many did we bring?

[ almost a touch eagerly. his eyes might be bigger than his hands, here, ]

[ichaer]

( she hums, touching her chin thoughtfully. )

I can juggle around... six or so at a time. ( or used to buuuut details. ) Maybe we could get your juggling three or four, if we're feeling brave and no one has lost a finger.

[alankazam]

Is it more difficult, then, with fewer fingers?

[ the ratio of six to ten, three to ten, roughly one and a half fingers per knife to three fingers per knife — ]

[circleprodigy]

[Inessa quirks a small, self-depreciating smile.]

Flexibility isn't my strong suit, I'm afraid. And while I have decent aim, it's normally with a staff. I don't suppose you know any dog tricks?

[Garahel lifts his head and wags his tail, eager to help.]

[ichaer]

[ Hmm! So many ideas... ]

We could have him jump through hoops that just happen to be on fire, I guess. He could probably do it easily.

[circleprodigy]

[Garahel barks, always ready to show off.]

...I'll paint a fire resistant kaddis on him beforehand, just in case.

html why

[ichaer]

Oooh, good idea! We could have him catch things too, like... flowers to give to the audience. Some of them would probably think it cute.

[circleprodigy]

[Inessa chuckles at that, and as Garahel wiggles with eagerness.]

When he's done, it won't just be Ferelden who adore mabari.

That's a relief, if he can take away attention from my general...lack of entertainment skills.

[ichaer]

It's shame that we cannot bring Kelpie inside the castle too. She and Garahel would make a great pair.

( she sighs but chuckles. ) Don't worry, we'll figure out something for you to do too.

[circleprodigy]

If you need a knife-throwing target, you're the only person I would trust enough as a volunteer.

[Anyone else...no, absolutely not. But Ciri knows what she's doing, and Inessa already trusts her with her life.]

[ichaer]

You're really let me throw knives at you?

( it means a lot to hear that, honestly. ) I suppose we could make a game of it. Fill balloons with some sort of powder that will react to fire. Not a lot, mind you... just something to create a sparkle.

[circleprodigy]

It's not as though I don't know how to make a rock armor tonic.

[She smirks. Alchemy can be such a cheat, but it's worth it if it helps their act.]

And that sounds as thought it would be sufficient distraction for intoxicated partygoers.

[ichaer]

It would still bloody hurt, tonic or not.

( she crosses her arms at that, shaking her head. )

Believe me, I've done it before. Nobles love sparkly things.

[circleprodigy]

It would only hurt if you miss. Which you won't.

[C'mon, Ciri, have some faith in yourself. Inessa certainly does.]

[ichaer]

I'm glad you have such faith in me. Certainly more faith than I have in myself, certainly more faith than the Maker has in me.

( A laugh because THIS IS JUST ASKING FOR TROUBLE. )

[justice_is_blond]

I like learning, though I can't say I'm exactly the best learner.

[The expression he gives her is more than a little amused.]

What did you do for the circus? With the circus. Whatever the term is.

[ichaer]

I've worked with worse.

( like that time she tried to make Alistair look half-way decent in makeup. )

Acrobatic stuff. Tightrope, flips and tricks on horseback. I also did some knife throwing.

[justice_is_blond]

Knife throwing.

[Anders considers that.]

I'm certain they'd love to see a show with that, as well as the acrobatics. Horseback tricks... we'll be inside, so those will be tricky. Would you teach knife throwing on the way, as well? I'd not mind learning.

[And not just for the performance opportunities.]

[ichaer]

I've done tricks on horseback in smaller spaces.

( because its true and Orlesians are weird. )

But, yes, knife throwing. I think we could at least get you hitting a still target and, who knows, perhaps even moving ones too.

[justice_is_blond]

I'd appreciate the lessons.

[And not just for this; being able to hit moving targets eventually has practical applications outside of the mission.]

Shall we head outside camp, find some targets that are far enough away from people I'm not likely to accidentally hit someone?

[ichaer]

Of course, perhaps if this whole Warden thing doesn't work out then we can become a travelling circus. Alistair's already decent enough at the tightrope.

( she's sure they could make a killing before their blood killed them or another Blight decided to kick up. )

Sounds like a plan! No reason to show up covered in bandages for our first performance.