A Cruel Twist of Fate [closed]

[wickedchase]

WHO: Twisted Fate, Nerva, Korrin, Zevran, Beleth, Cyril, Ruby, Sera, Katniss, and special sending crystal guest star, Sina!
WHAT: A companion quest and elven relations all wrapped up in one.
WHEN: Post-Illness plot. The band of merry travelers will be gone from Clouch 23 to Clouchreach 28.
WHERE: Traveling to and from the Serpentine River.
NOTES: The plotting post.

Comments

[samahl]

[Cyril responds with some form of 'your welcome' in elven that for some reason isn't in any codex]

Though I am the one who should be thanking you. You've shared a lot, and gave me the chance to look at your bows.

Do you know if anyone else in the clan might need help? I can try to get your ironbark and anything else they need at the same time.

[wickedchase]

You know what you're looking at, and you seem like you want to solve our problems. [He chuckles.] Difficult to turn you away with that in mind.

We haven't had much luck leaving the camp to gather elfroot. Might want to speak with our clan's First to have an idea on how much we need. But getting in her favor won't be a bad idea. I figure that's what you're looking for, da'len. [The Crafter smiles wryly.]

[samahl]

I won't lie and say it's not part of it, but the end goal is to help. Getting elfroot and ironbark helps. They also both happen to be found in the woods, so I can get both at the same time and get them back much faster.

[He offers the Crafter a smile, one that is genuine and charming.] Do you mind pointing out your First? Then I'll get out of your hair.

[wickedchase]

I understand. You have good intentions; Tobrevas has picked his lot well.

Young woman, long blonde hair, Mythal vallaslin. Her name is Janna. She's very prideful, but she does care about the clan. You'll see her minding the children half the time.

[samahl]

[He nods.] Ma serannas, hahren.

I'll be on my way and I'll return with the ironbark.

[wickedchase]

Dareth shiral, da'len.

[samahl]

[He tilts his head a bit in farewell and then pulls away to go find Janna. It shouldn't be too hard, after all knows very well what Mythal vallaslin look like and it's usually pretty easy to pick out a First.]

[wickedchase]

[Shortly after shooing away Sera and Twisted Fate, Janna is crouched by the children, smiling gently to them as she murmurs a tale of Mythal to them.

She pauses when she notices Cyril out of the corner of her eye; Janna stands and looks over the other elf with caution.]

Andaran atish’an, lethallin. Can I help you?

[samahl]

Your Crafter sent me here when I asked if there was anything I could do to help your clan. Are you Janna?

[wickedchase]

Aurelion?

[She considers a moment, then nods to Cyril.] Our supplies have dwindled since the rift has opened. I imagine the village has suffered, but so have we. We're lacking blood lotus and elfroot alike.

Unfortunately, with the demons as they are and the hunters busy enough, I haven't had an opportunity to work on restocking.

You would be willing to help us?

[samahl]

[Cyril nods.]

He's asked me to find ironbark if I could, I'd be happy to gather to plants too.

How much do you need?

[wickedchase]

At least ten gatherings would be enough to get by on.

Ma serannas, lethallin. Perhaps it was a blessing to reach out to the Inquisition after all.

[samahl]

I hope that is the case.

Do you know anyone else who might need something from the woods? Or help with anything? I don't wish to overstep my bounds but I am decent at tinkering, if you need something fixed or anything else?

[wickedchase]

You're sweet, lethallin. [Janna smiles faintly.] But right now, I think there is concern with the clan's future before further supplies.

I'm sure Aurelion spoke much of it with you. I've given it much thought, but ultimately, I must defer to our Keeper. It is difficult.

[samahl]

Oh yes, I understand. That is the goal of why we are here, to secure a future.

I was more hoping to alleviate some of your stress now. [Then, after a moment.] You said you had given it some thought? Do you mind sharing what is on your mind?

[wickedchase]

I'm grateful. I wasn't certain if it was a good decision to reach out to Tobrevas and the Inquisition. But not all of it can be bad.

It's difficult to say. Ir abelas. To speak ill of the Keeper's choices... Not all of them, mind you. But some of us are tired of being at odds with the villagers. The woods are more than sufficient for both people, so long as we stay out of each other's way.

But I suppose it's too late for such thinking. Much harm was placed for both people. Much was lost.

[samahl]

Sometimes... Sometimes we have to put the harm aside. We can honor those lost by surviving, otherwise who will be around to remember them?

It can be hard to let go of that anger though. Is there anything that you think will help change minds?