OPEN: Cloudreach Event

[faderifting]

WHO: Anyone at Skyhold
WHAT: Cloudreach showers bring weird shit.
WHEN: Cloudreach 15 onward
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: For information about the illness, its effects, and its cure, please make sure to also read the OOC Post.

This high in the mountains, snowstorms are to be expected. But this one is large and lingering, hanging over the valley and the fortress for days. In Skyhold, with its eternal spring, the snow becomes rain before it hits the ground, leaving inhabitants and visitors to wade through puddles and mud in the courtyards. In the valley, snow and ice accumulate under cloud cover—and worse, when the clouds finally thin, a whole winter's accumulation of snow begins to melt in the sunlight.

Within a day, the ground is sodden and mucky enough to give the survivors of the Fallow Mire (or Ferelden in general) unpleasant flashbacks, and those who live in tents are issued additional hastily-constructed wooden pallets to raise their floors above the mud. It is worse outside the fortress: streams and rivers have overflowed their banks, rapids run twice as fast as normal, and flash flooding has made even road travel treacherous.

On Cloudreach 17 a mudslide buries the pass into Skyhold from the west, and on the 19th a sheet of snow loosened from a mountainside collapses into the shadowed passage from the east. An Inquisition supply caravan is caught in the latter, scattering wagons and goods across the hillside and leaving a dozen people and horses in need of rescue and medical care.

Healers may find themselves stretched thin, as in addition to the usual rash of blisters and sniffles that come from days of rain and flooding, an illness begins to sweep through Skyhold's ranks from around the 16th onward. It's marked first by climbing fever, then by flashes at the edges of vision—green light and jagged formations that aren't there, beings of light and shadow gathering around people or clustering in corners—and distant voices, coherent for brief moments if you're quiet and still and not trying too hard to listen.

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

He can see the consideration in that frown, knows what she's about to try, and feels a great deal of relief when she decides against it.

"All right. Could you use anything else? Because you are here and I truly would like to help." Even if she doesn't know of anything non-magical that could have caused this. He doesn't know how to spin this if people start worrying about magical diseases on top of everything else in regard to mages, but he's going to have to figure it out.

[failedfirst]

"You should rest, too," she responds immediately, tilting her head as she looks at him. She knows he can't be doing much better than she is, which is obviously why he won't sit.

"You won't be helping anyone if you collapse."

[justice_is_blond]

"I'll rest when I've made a little more progress on figuring this illness out." He knows she's right. He also knows that both Justice and himself feel a need to do more. They're needed. If he can help, he has to.

"And I'll do my best to avoid collapsing. I know that falling asleep on someone is not going to help them. Most of the time. I am pretty, it may build their self-confidence until I start drooling on them." She gets a weary half-smile. "Get some sleep, Velanna, please."