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

[dragoon_pride]

Kain would never discourage, especially since this sort of thing is exactly how he responds to being stuck inside recovering. He’s had enough with white mages and the like telling him to stay put… and healers are all the same about this sort of thing, in all worlds.

“I absolutely can. Look, I can…” As he half gets up, he groans, then collapses yet again. “Almost have it… just give me a moment, and I’ll be up for it…”

[gatheringstorm]

"...that looks like the opposite of 'I can'. What you need to do is slide off and stand up slowly, then you won't get that head-rush." As Korrin tries to demonstrate, after a moment. She makes it a little further than him, but with a slow and steady pace, she just can't manage to remain upright for long. All that's accomplished is her clinging to another cot. "Fuck...."

[dragoon_pride]

“Yes, just like that… right… well done…” Kain sounds far too weak for his sarcasm to have much effect, alas. He sighs. No, they’re definitely not likely to get much of anywhere in this state. It’s really unfortunate and unpleasant, to be stuck like this. Siiiiiigh. So much for getting anything accomplished, until this damn sickness finally resolves. Soon, he can only hope.