LET NO SOUL HUNGER FOR JUSTICE: SONG FOR THE SOUL

[fleurdesel]

WHO: Anders, Bethany, Nathaniel, Leliana, Kallian, Sina, Beleth
WHAT: The First Ritual
WHEN: 1st of Bloomingtide (May 1st)
WHERE: half an hour outside Skyhold
NOTES: plotting thread.

The clearing is not all that far from Skyhold- only half an hour's ride. They don't anticipate anything going wrong in this particular ritual but familiarity with the location and a fear that something might go wrong in the future is more than enough to give it a solid once over before they begin. On it's own the ritual is absurd- but there'd been notes enough to make it seem, if not entirely credible, worth a shot. After all it will work or it will not.

Won't it?

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AFTER THE RITUAL

[fleurdesel]

[ Well, that went just as planned.



Didn't it? ]

[pinprick]

Did it woooooork?

[That horrible sound is Nathaniel Howe singing. And immediately he looks flustered.]

I mean, did it--did it--

[He's still singing. He can't not sing.]

[sunshinethroughgrey]

Why are you siiiiiiiinging?

[Bethany ... sang, then closed her mouth in surprise, her brown eyes wide.]

[arlathvhen]

[ Beleth opens her mouth, then closes it again, looking at Nathaniel and Bethany in no small amount of alarm. Hesitantly, she opens her mouth once more, and mumbles-- ]

Ahh--?

[ Also sung. And quickly stopped. Brows furrowed, she does the first thing she can think of. She turns to Leliana, a distressed look on her face.

Help. ]

[justice_is_blond]

[He's still shaking his head, trying to move past the disorienting feeling the song had given both him and his still-present passenger, when he realizes they're... still singing.]

What in the--

[Sung. It's sung. Maker's breath. Anders' gaze swings between Sina, Adelaide, and Leliana as if any of them might have the answer. Bad enough that Justice feels self-satisfied that he'd been right, this is even worse.]

[eolasemah]

[Sina has gone a ghostly pale. She hasn't spoken herself yet, but she is holding the enormous dictionary and looking like she's just had a horrifying revelation.]

...ancient Tevene, [she chirps, in a high alto that would be pleasant if she weren't mortified,] ...FESS-eet. Do-SEH-beet. [Her large eyes dart furtively back and forth, not meeting anyone's gaze.]

I can fiiix it~

[She can't fix it.]

[fleurdesel]

Nos. Us- We should have-

[ She draws up short, clearing her throat- there's no tickle, no tingle, no glimmering geas or compulsion that she can feel. And yet she sings! They all sing. ]

Vos- you. Not us.

At least this is better than de~mons.

[fightingale]

( Leliana is just. Not. Going to open her mouth.

But she is looking at Beleth, and then Adelaide, but only after a truly spectacular eyeroll.

She would probably prefer demons, actually, and she rests her hands behind her back, and steps closer to Beleth, setting a hand on her student's shoulder, brow arched in a silent question: are you all right? )

[sunshinethroughgrey]

Boll-oooooocks.

[Bethany sang out, before she rubbed her forehead and then looked over at Anders, giving him a sheepish, and sympathetic look of Just a minor setback, we'll figure this out.]

[justice_is_blond]

Well.

[This is ridiculous.]

We're not dead, and I've not swollen up and become fiery or with fifty writhing appendages, so it could be worse.

[Best. Song. Ever. Just call it the optimism song.]

[eolasemah]

I can fiiiiiiix this~!

[It sounds like a refrain, but is pitched upward from the first time as Sina grows more flustered.]

I'm sorryyy, I'm sorryyy, I can fiiiiiix iiiiiiit!

[She snatches up the parchment on which the incantation is written, and flails it at Adelaide.]

Is there a couuunterspell~?

[kallian_endris]

Maybe if we work together?

[Yes, Kalli's singing too, soft and sweet.]

[arlathvhen]

[ Beleth turns to Leliana, and tries for a less horrified face than the first time, because she still has to look cool in front of her teacher. She checks herself over, and she seems to be physically just fine. Just the whole. Singing thing. So she nods to Leliana, then glances at the others. She hesitates to open her mouth, but decides that communication is worth the price. ]

Anders is right, this could have been worse--though I must admit, this is a strange curse. However I fear if we try our luck twice, the second effect could be not as nice.

[justice_is_blond]

Perhaps some sort of dispel, I hate it but it could work well?

[Apparently if he relaxes it's not just song. It's rhyme too. His life...]

[fleurdesel]

What little else of this was beyond deciphering.
I'll attempt a dispel, but don't count on it working.

[ She massages the bridge of her nose, attempting to at least flatten out her singing to a monotone chant. It is...relatively successful. The tonal drift up and down is minimal but it takes a great deal of focus. Focus she shifts to tugging on her connection with Compassion, eyes and hands glowing blue as she begins sketching out the beginnings of the spell. ]

[sunshinethroughgrey]

[Bethany closed her eyes and focused - making sure that she controlled her magic inward so Adelaide would not in fact, dispel any trace magic from her.]

[fleurdesel]

[ She twists and snaps, the Dispel flaring, clearing out the remnants of the power from the ritual, removing the barrier in it's entirety and... ]

Yes? Merede- no.

[ Still singing. ]