The Annulment at Dairsmuid

[foxsays]

WHO: Araceli Bonaventura, Korrin Ataash, Malcolm Reynolds, The Outsider, Aleron Darton, Kas, Anders, Malcolm Reed, James Norrington, Ellana Ashara, James Kirk; Rivaini npcs
WHAT: The Annulment at Dairsmuid; arriving at Rivain to meet with Araceli and her mage contacts that requested aid from Templars hunting them down. When Araceli goes to bring the group to her contacts, they're informed that the Templars have abducted the mages forcing the team to return to the Circle at Dairsmuid to rescue them and kill the Templars responsible
WHEN: 15th-20th Solace
WHERE: Rivain; Dairsmuid
NOTES: OOC posts here and here, sending crystal announcement; violence, discussions of annulment, probably going to need warnings for language; I'll edit as I go, if people can bring things to my attention, I would appreciate it
Starters will all be below, subjects in headers

We of the Dairsmuid Circle wait now, behind barricades. I have sent word to our brother and sister mages of this outrage. When they break through, we will not die alone.

—Final journal entry of First Enchanter Rivella, slain in Dairsmuid, 9:40 Dragon

Contents;
Arrival at Dairsmuid
Meeting the Mage Contacts
Team Dungeon Crashers
Team Templar Crushers
Aftermath of the Rescue
Timestamp; Dairsmuid Adventures
Epilogue

Comments

[universal_charm]

_{[ He hadn't felt this full in a long time. Near to popping, actually, but damn if it wasn't a beautiful feeling. He should have stopped a long time ago, but when you were at someone's grandmother's house, you didn't just stop eating - not until she determined you were done. It simply wasn't done. ]}

I will be the first to say I wouldn't snub a care package. That's assuming we don't sink the boat on the way back.

_{[ He patted his fully belly, wondering if his uniform would fit just a bit tighter after this. ]}

Your grandmother's fine with me sleeping right where I am right? Moving isn't going to be an option for awhile.

[gatheringstorm]

[Korrin snorts at that, barely bothering to turn her head.]

I think that was her plan all along. Overfed us, then put us into a food coma with plenty of floor-pillow. Ingenious.

[foxsays]

[One hand raises in a royal wave because she seriously can't get up to bow.]

I will accept thanks for Burly, Kalla and Raas, and the improved food in the form of hair oil. [Look this much hair is expensive to maintain.]

The first night I stayed here I was supposed to tell her everything, because well, a girl shows up after sending letters wearing half a dragon's tooth and her abuela has a right to ask. I woke up with a blanket over me in the middle of the night, head on the table. She's probably expecting us to just collapse in a heap.

[See: things she would have told Korrin sooner if things hadn't been dire.]

[issala]

Speaking of collapsed, Kas is out cold at the table, head almost on his plate. He's snoring softly with a little smile on his face, absolutely in the Maker's bosom right now after all that food.

[aintwejust]

Be honest. Am I gonna have t'marry you or marry her t'get the recipe for that red curry? Cuz I'll do it. I got a ring and everything.[ He tugs on the chain around his neck, the rattle of bone on metal nothing new to Korrin. Never did tell anyone where he picked it up or why he carries it.

Luck's the usual excuse.

Makes a body wonder what his luck was like before. ]

[gatheringstorm]

[Noting Kas' state, Korrin's already chuckling when she hears Mal. She doesn't dare belly-laugh, though, that would just hurt in this state.]

What, giving up on Asher so soon? And here I heard that his grandfather was still hoping it'd happen.

Though I think for you, Tama might be persuaded to give it to you without any marrying involved. She likes the respectful and the hungry, and you've been both.

[aintwejust]

I'd be a terrible husband t'asher. I'm too needy.

[ Not that it makes him joke any less. But still- red curry.

Glorious red curry. ]

Good, I can make it for him when we get back, yeah?

[extramural]

Care package?

[ It's almost spoken into the nearest bowl. What a- novelty.

Metal on bone makes him look over, a little more alert- but whatever sort of ring it is, it's no rune of his, and he settles back down. ]

I imagine there would be another duel, should you try to marry Korrin. [ And his money is on Araceli. ]

[foxsays]

[Carefully struggling to her feet when she takes a moment to get a good look at Kas, Araceli slides his dishes away from him just to be safe; cleaning food out of your hair isn't fun. Not when it's curry.]

Please don't marry anyone that smells like a bog.

[Araceli is armpit height. It's a mess. She does not enjoy his pelt deliveries. Sitting back down, she beams at The Outsider in a way that's absolutely alarming but ladies like duels, that's a universal truth.] I would arrange a very lavish funeral for you, Mal, with plenty of fine food.

[extramural]

[ Alarming for others, maybe; the Outsider reaches over to pat Araceli's hand. What a delight.

There is also a lazy flick of his hand, when he leans back; magic pushes a few more bowls away from where Kas is sleeping, though he's careful not to let any topple down. See, he's helping. ]

Eat enough curry and anyone may smell like it instead of bog.

[gatheringstorm]

Andraste's ass....

[So much for not laughing, she can't help it at the prospect of a duel...and then winces suddenly, because ow. Her side doesn't like that.]

Ugh, I hate you all. Can't you tell I'm immobile?

[She does smile warmly at Araceli and the Outsider aiding Kas, though. The poor kid deserves his bout of good food and rest before ship travel makes him miserable again.]

How about it, Mal? Are you going to duel for my hand? [Cue eyebrow-wiggling.]

[universal_charm]

_{[ Ugh, breathing hurt. That was how full he was. His stomach took up all the room in his body, screw his other organs. ]}

Oh, I know the contest.

_{[ He held up his hand, like a boy in school. ]}

Whomever can stay awake the longest after eating at your grandmother's wins. No one dies, and the loser gets the consolation of a delicious meal.