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?

Comments

[eolasemah]

Well 'Fecit', that means Maker, [Sina explains,] at least as far as I can tell. And dobrecit is... guide. 'Nos' is similar in a lot of Thedosian languages, or-- similar to... another versions. It means 'us'.
So, Maker guide us, Andraste guide us.

[She is rather pleased with herself for having gleaned this.]

[justice_is_blond]

[He contemplates this for a moment before looking up at her with a curious expression.]

Would you be able to sing to the Maker and Andraste with any sort of conviction?

[She's Dalish, after all.]

[eolasemah]

[Well, he's got her there. Sina stares back at him, bites her lower lip, and goes a bit pink when she realizes he has an excellent point.]

...probably not. [It's a confession as much as an answer.] But I will try, if it helps you.

[justice_is_blond]

I don't know if it will or won't. There's no telling if the original writers truly felt anything for them, faith or trust. It may, but the scholar here is Adelaide, not me.

[He glances over toward Adelaide as he speaks, wondering if she's close enough to hear.]

[fleurdesel]

The next earliest translation called upon the guidance of the old gods of Tevinter- I think it is less who we are calling upon and our faith in them and more our faith that this will work. Magic is a matter of will. If we will it so, it shall be so.

At least that is the theory.

[eolasemah]

[Sina makes an interested face, then smiles, pointing at Adelaide. She's got her shit together.]

[arlathvhen]

[ Beleth has just kind of been watching as her stupid joke got turned into something entirely different and earnest, actual attempts at figuring out translations and talking about religions. Beleth shoots Sina a slightly annoyed look, then shrugs. ]

I don't know what old Tevene for the Creators would be, anyway.

[justice_is_blond]

[He likes stupid jokes, but it's an interesting conversation, at least.]

They've the old gods. I know their names, but I don't recall which was for what.

[And as five of the seven are dead, calling on them wouldn't really... do anything.]

I doubt Razikale or Lusacan would be the type to care. Adelaide's likely right.

[arlathvhen]

They're all for the same thing: Being terrible. And blood magic, probably.

[ She isn't feeling very religiously tolerant. ]

I suppose we could just use the Creators' proper names, like Andraste. But then we'd have to list them all off. But...who knows if they'd be much help, either.

[ Because SOMEONE had to seal them all away. ]

[justice_is_blond]

Probably.

[It's Tevinter's big flaw, for all that he admires the fact that mages are free. It's not really free if they have to be enslaved to blood magic to make it very far.]

Perhaps we should think of them as... concepts, rather than beings. We're singing to anything that might look our way and assist, despite how unlikely it is they'll actually care.