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Fade Rift Mods ([personal profile] faderifting) wrote in [community profile] faderift2016-06-09 09:05 am

OPEN: Justinian Rifter Arrival

WHO: New rifters & helpful Inquisition volunteers
WHAT: Welcome to Thedas!
WHEN: Justinian 7
WHERE: On the outskirts of the Exalted Plains
NOTES: This log is slightly backdated, so it's safe to assume safe arrival at Skyhold and begin RPing there as soon as you're ready OOC. It is open to any characters who would have volunteered to go welcome the rifters, whose arrival sites can now be predicted, thank you Solas. Reaching this rift, as well as returning to Skyhold, will require passing carefully through the active and ongoing battlefront for the War of the Lions. Don't get stabbed.


You were asleep—deeply or fitfully, for the last time or just resting your eyes for a moment—and then you were not. And wherever you were was not, anymore, replaced by nothing but the sensation of falling, tumbling into endless, bottomless nothing. If this were still a dream, you would wake before you hit the ground. You can't die in a dream, they say. In some worlds.

But there's no waking here, just a flare of green-white light and a jarring impact onto cold dirt and long grass. When your breath returns and the light's after-image fades from your eyes you will find yourself lying flat on stone, squinting up into sunlight and a shifting, blinding green tear in reality.

You are also not as you were: in the palm of your left hand there glows a narrow splinter of light the same sickly green as whatever brought you here. It aches, a bone-deep pain that gnaws even through all the distractions. Like the fact that you're being attacked. There's a massive, monstrous horned giant stomping toward you, electricity crackling over its purple-gray skin, flanked by ghostly wisps of green light that rear back to hurl bursts of pure magic in your direction.

Your options for escape are limited. To one side, a river; to another, a rock formation too tall and steep to scale. But there's cover behind you in the form of a ruined home—burnt out, missing half of its walls, but still able to resist some damage—and, on the other side of the rift, people coming to help.


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[personal profile] aceso 2016-07-09 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Christine leaves briefly to fill a cup with water and returns swiftly, sitting beside her and handing the cup over. While most in the Inquisition are used to the rifters by now, some still consider them demons or at least a danger to Thedas, so Christine doesn't want to stay away from Cosima's side long while they're away from the safety of Skyhold.

"I would suggest trying to sleep after your ordeal, though I understand if sleep will not come easily."
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[personal profile] youwonscience 2016-07-10 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alright," Cosima said, taking the water gratefully and apparently willing to be led in this. She's not sure she'll succeed, but she's also not sure how long she'll have a bed offered to her.

And maybe she'll wake up at home. Probably not. But maybe.

(She tries not to think about what Sarah will imagine, if she turns up missing.)