If there were anyone for Anders to slip in poor taste around, Beleth wouldn't be the worst person, at least. As far as jokes about rampaging spirits are concerned, in any matter.
She shrugs when he asks about her hearing Justice. "I can kind of hear him. And...see him, a little. But it's weird. It's different than how other people have spirits with them. Like Sam and Fortitude. But--Well. I know he can hear me, he can do it through you. I need to figure out how to speak to spirits who...don't have a person to lend a hand." Which was a polite way to say possess. Speaking of which:
"I thought it took blood magic to possess people who aren't mages...? But--Well. Either way, I'll be careful. And you'll be watching." She seemed confident enough in Anders, at least. "I acknowledge that I don't have a lot of experience in this area, so just let me know if anything...odd starts to happen." She paused, considering. "I'll speak to Hope."
Without further ado, she plunks down next to the cot in the corner Anders had indicated, closing her eyes. It wasn't hard to unfocus enough to be able to hear--It'd been tricky at first, but spend enough time practicing, and you learned how to let your mind drift, so you could hear--but not too much. Now talking, and hearing like that--That might be tricky.
"You're Hope," Might as well start with getting the spirit's attention. "Why are you so drawn to this woman? What makes her special to you?" And that carries on for a little bit, and it becomes apparent easily enough that the elf is having an actual conversation--if somewhat muddled. Still, she seems pleased by her ability to hold a discussion with the spirit.
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She shrugs when he asks about her hearing Justice. "I can kind of hear him. And...see him, a little. But it's weird. It's different than how other people have spirits with them. Like Sam and Fortitude. But--Well. I know he can hear me, he can do it through you. I need to figure out how to speak to spirits who...don't have a person to lend a hand." Which was a polite way to say possess. Speaking of which:
"I thought it took blood magic to possess people who aren't mages...? But--Well. Either way, I'll be careful. And you'll be watching." She seemed confident enough in Anders, at least. "I acknowledge that I don't have a lot of experience in this area, so just let me know if anything...odd starts to happen." She paused, considering. "I'll speak to Hope."
Without further ado, she plunks down next to the cot in the corner Anders had indicated, closing her eyes. It wasn't hard to unfocus enough to be able to hear--It'd been tricky at first, but spend enough time practicing, and you learned how to let your mind drift, so you could hear--but not too much. Now talking, and hearing like that--That might be tricky.
"You're Hope," Might as well start with getting the spirit's attention. "Why are you so drawn to this woman? What makes her special to you?" And that carries on for a little bit, and it becomes apparent easily enough that the elf is having an actual conversation--if somewhat muddled. Still, she seems pleased by her ability to hold a discussion with the spirit.