"Oh." It could mean a lot of things. But what's done is done, Araceli didn't even know other worlds existed when all this began in earnest but that seems to be the way of Thedas; that no matter what you do, it will always feel like too little, and it will always come too late. She doesn't say that she was told of Annulments, not when it's another chance to hear what another person might say of them. You never show your hand.
"The Templars hunting them during my time in Rivain were under no orders. Templars have either broken from the Chantry to follow the Lord Seeker, or they have allied themselves to the Inquisition. That makes up the most of them." Not all, she's not so foolish as to think that accounts for nearly all of them but enough. "In Dairsmuid they believed in one thing only: slaughtering every last survivor that had made it out of the Circle in the first place. Destroying those last artifacts they hadn't crushed beneath their heel. Burning every last book. The order for the Annulment came nearly two years ago.
"And Rivain...Rivain is not here. Rivain had traditions that belonged to Rivain alone." That had been the reason for Araceli going in the first place, and there's almost a smile in her voice for a moment when she says that - but then people would call her a heathen at best for her beliefs if they knew. What would this woman make of her, if she knew? She moves to the next layer of hair, one more then she can switch to a smaller comb, find tangles she's missed. The words keep coming anyway. "The Circle wasn't the way a Circle in Orlais or Ferelden is, not even Nevarra; Mages saw their families, Mages practiced their own arts including those of the seers, Mages helped the Templars when asked. The Seekers came though. The Seekers did not like such...heathen practices. When we did rescue them, one of the Templars was joking about how long it would take to poison them to death with magebane, and if a Seer would take longer to kill than the rest."
Aintza, her mind supplies neatly, they were talking about Aintza, and they would have moved to Raffaella next, and she had a bruise as if they'd struck her, and her mouth was torn at the corners from a gag. Ciro could barely even walk.
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"The Templars hunting them during my time in Rivain were under no orders. Templars have either broken from the Chantry to follow the Lord Seeker, or they have allied themselves to the Inquisition. That makes up the most of them." Not all, she's not so foolish as to think that accounts for nearly all of them but enough. "In Dairsmuid they believed in one thing only: slaughtering every last survivor that had made it out of the Circle in the first place. Destroying those last artifacts they hadn't crushed beneath their heel. Burning every last book. The order for the Annulment came nearly two years ago.
"And Rivain...Rivain is not here. Rivain had traditions that belonged to Rivain alone." That had been the reason for Araceli going in the first place, and there's almost a smile in her voice for a moment when she says that - but then people would call her a heathen at best for her beliefs if they knew. What would this woman make of her, if she knew? She moves to the next layer of hair, one more then she can switch to a smaller comb, find tangles she's missed. The words keep coming anyway. "The Circle wasn't the way a Circle in Orlais or Ferelden is, not even Nevarra; Mages saw their families, Mages practiced their own arts including those of the seers, Mages helped the Templars when asked. The Seekers came though. The Seekers did not like such...heathen practices. When we did rescue them, one of the Templars was joking about how long it would take to poison them to death with magebane, and if a Seer would take longer to kill than the rest."
Aintza, her mind supplies neatly, they were talking about Aintza, and they would have moved to Raffaella next, and she had a bruise as if they'd struck her, and her mouth was torn at the corners from a gag. Ciro could barely even walk.