Twisted Fate || tobrevas (
wickedchase) wrote in
faderift2016-04-22 10:23 pm
A Cruel Twist of Fate [closed]
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.
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.

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[She frowns as she looks towards the Chantry, then reaches into the satchel at her side. She takes out a few healing potions, and herbs she had picked on the way.]
Here, for the wounded men.
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A few decades ago, the elves came into the region. The villagers were unaccustomed with outsiders, let alone Dalish elves. As I understand it, there was a disagreement among hunters of both sides. Blood was spilled for man and elf, and the grudge lingered ever since.
Men will go into the forest and never return, or they return with savage injuries.
[At the gifts, the Sister smiles warmly, accepting the potions and herbs.]
Maker smile on you. We're fortunate the Inquisition saw fit to come for us.
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I see. Thank you, Sister, for the clarification ... and your blessing. I promise the Inquisition will get this sorted, as quickly as possible. Please let the other Sisters, and the villagers, know. I am going to go speak with the merchants.
[Perhaps one of them had known someone in the hunting party, and could give her more details. She moved towards some of their stands, looking for someone who had been here for more than a few decades.]
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The herbalist has already has his conversation with Korrin, which does leave the leathers merchant. Her store, unfortunately, is incredibly barren and she looks a bit frustrated when Katniss approaches.]
Don't got much of anythin' in stock 'less you want nug hide.
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Actually, I was looking for information -- and I'll trade you some fine deer hide for it in turn.
[She flashed her Inquisition pin once more.]
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Y'got my attention, Inquisition. What do you want to know?
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[And there she is slowly rolling out a perfect deer hide for the woman to inspect.]
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Aye, I remember what happened. Weren't part of it myself, but my brother told me. He was part of that huntin' party over twenty years ago.
Elves just came into the lands from only Maker knows where. We ain't ever seen a halla before. The horns and hide could have earned us some extra coin.
So they killed what they found. Knife-ears didn't take kindly to it. They argued. Heated words became knives and swords at each other.
That, Inquisition, is where it started. Mayor knows. Mayor remembers. Elves been fuckin' demons in those woods ever since, and we're starvin' while they make nice by the river for each other.
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Her gaze narrowed slightly, and she closed her pack up, leaving out the deer hide.]
Thanks. Which way is the mayor's house?
[A pause.]
Just a friendly piece of advice - knife ear isn't a phrase we like with the Inquisition. Kind of like if we called you a 'shem'. I wouldn't use it again while we were here.
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As y'say. Haven't given it much thought before. Elves, then.
Mayor's home is north, just past the dry fountain. You'll see the sign on his home marking him.
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This wasn't her parade. This was Fate's.]
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In Memory of Enrique
Loving Son
As promised, the mayor's home is there, clearly labeled. Mayor Bowen.]
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Heard Inquisition was in the area.
What is it you want?
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Scout Katniss Everdeen. We're here to help close the rift. I'm just here gathering more information about some of the rumors we've heard, about the Dalish somehow being involved. I understand there was an incident, years ago, and one of your local merchants let me know you might be the person to talk to.
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Go on, then. What are you lookin' to ask, scout?
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[She kept her face, and her eyes, blank of any emotion outside of faint curiosity.]