CLOSED: a prayer that will be answered

[byblow]

WHO: Adelaide, Alistair, Anders, Hercules, Kaisa, Lena, Sabine, Teren, Velanna
WHAT: Some safety precautions
WHEN: Solace 1-7
WHERE: The Deep Roads beneath the Western Approach
NOTES: OOC post.

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insomnia

[doneisdone]

As most in the warden camp have discovered, Teren likes the night watch. Between the song and her age and the darkspawn blood roiling through her veins, she doesn't find a lot of rest these days, but that's no excuse to not make herself useful.

Spotting Adelaide by her strange light, Teren approaches, her footfalls silent as she pads along the stone. "Lady Leblanc," she says, gruffly but quietly, shrouded in darkness beyond the wisp, "we will know before any darkspawn arrive." There are dreams. And she, well, she'll be awake to hear them approaching. They're not tremendously subtle.

[fleurdesel]

"I do not doubt your vigilance." That would be most unkind, for all that she doubts Alistair in general. "Sleep does not often come to me easily."

Less so down here than normal, but it is better to attribute it to a constant issue rather than point out 'you and your fellows are strange and secretive and it does not inspire confidence when I must trust you with my life'. That...is not entirely politic to say.

[doneisdone]

"Ah."
No need to say more, for Teren already understands. After hesitating a moment, she folds down to take a seat beside the mage, where she reaches toward the fire and the hot kettle. After pouring herself a cup of tea, she holds out the kettle to Adelaide in silent offer.

[fleurdesel]

Adelaide resumes her notes, pausing only to hold her half empty cup of cold tea out for a top up. Wardens in general she might find questionable but Teren has proven herself reliable, relate-able, and reasonable. "...Are you permitted to explain how it is you know they are coming?"

[doneisdone]

Teren pours, then sets the kettle down and lifts her own tea to inhale its steam while it's too hot to drink. "I am not," she says plainly, "though even if I were, I'm not certain I could. It's a magic of some kind, like many inexplicable things of this world, and I haven't the words for it." Perhaps a mage would, but Teren has never claimed to be educated on magic or any of the business they get into.
"...you've heard of the Calling?"

[fleurdesel]

"I should not be so surprised." Wardens and their secrets. But that Teren is more honest and less condescending is something of a relief. "...Not much. But-"

'The song doesn't end. I can't ignore it.'

"...it is connected to the old gods, yes?"

[doneisdone]

"So they say." Teren falls silent for a time, sipping her tea and looking out at the blackness beyond the fire. "My knowledge is limited. I was in Orlais when the archdemon fell, and my stories come up rather short in comparison."