PLAYER PLOT: The Least of His Children

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WHO: Nathaniel Howe, Felix Alexius, Anders, James Norrington, Kaisa Daesun, Fenris, Araceli, Inessa.
WHAT: A quest to rescue a slave.
WHEN: August 26
WHERE: Tevinter
NOTES: Will update. Plotting post is here.

The Mastermind: Nathaniel Howe
The Game: Green Goods
The Grifter: Felix Alexius
The Mark: Magister Leo Valerius is an ailing old man, but his mind is sharp. His main concern of late has been to leave his sons a good inheritance, though he isn't exactly straight-up greedy.
The Prize: Alavda Endris is a slave to Valerius. The bad news is that she almost never leaves his side. The good news is that that makes her easy to find.

The Plan: One team is sent in, with Felix dressed as a minor lordling and his entourage trying to climb the social ladder by schmoozing an old magister. Felix claims to be staying as a guest of a nearby lord (technically true) and only visiting for the day. Valerius must believe this boy is an upstart with no political value and too much money.

Another team performs a heist and gains the money Valerius keeps at this estate by pretending to be contractors hired to work on the floorboards in the room with the vault door (an appointment Valerius set up months ago and our team hijacked). Planting bees in the floorboards will clear the room of guards. Felix pretends to fall in love with Alavda and asks to borrow her from Valerius. If Valerius hesitates, Felix offers him more and more money until he consents. He has loaned Alavda to other lords before, and Felix's show of being petulant and stupid should help wear away any suspicion that this is a set-up. In that way, it's a basic hustle. Once Valerius consents, Felix then sends an attendant outside to fetch that amount from the money stolen from Valerius' vault. The entourage departs, claiming to be returning to the local lord's house. They leave with Alavda and return to Skyhold.

MAJOR OBSTACLES:

Alavda is wearing an enchanted collar which allows Valerius to locate her. If it is cut away or in most any other way removed, it sends a massive and lethal shock through her system. The team will need to find a way to remove the collar without killing Alavda.

If/when the collar is removed, Valerius will send people to find her.

Valerius has about twenty guards on his property.

The vault door operates on reacting to a specific keystone which cannot be found, but aside from the magical lock, the mechanism is still a mechanism. A good thief can crack it.

IMPORTANT NOTE: It is vital that the members of this team keep their involvement and mission details secret before and after the mission. It must not get out that Inquisition members and affiliates were involved in hustling a magister.

Comments

[foxsays]

"You need to broaden your horizons, all of you. Go chasing them. That's what my people did and still do, and we had only one war. That was enough. It was so terrible we said no, we will never spill so much blood again, we will thrash out treaties with each other, and put on gowns, and have tariffs, and agreements, and negotiate until heads spin but we will never again let a war rip through our world. We all deserved so much better when even now there people still hurting in the country that began it because they cannot let go of their anger and bitterness." There's a lesson in there that she doubts Thedas will ever learn when it seems so content in a way to keep fighting, to keep drowning everything in blood again and again and again, as if somehow it will make it right. But there is the Inquisition.

There is much resting on it, if it can manage it.

Tutting in the back of her throat, she slides Lux off her lap so she can rise to her feet in one fluid motion. He protests but she shushes him, attention on Inessa. "It's all in the hips," she explains with a helpful demonstration. "You roll them and use that to carry you forward instead of trying to stride of stagger or whatever else."

[circleprodigy]

"Only one war? Ever? That seems even more incredible than all the rest you have told me. Unrest has plagued Thedas since the time of Tevinter's founding. Not that I want to give the impression that humans are solely to blame, but their expansion came at a large cost, a cost some people are still paying. That is why we're here, after all.

"Perhaps if you had lived here from birth, you'd see how difficult it is to find any semblance of peace. It's not that no one wants it; many do, they just want to lead their own lives. But it's often the people with power and influence that don't allow it to remain that way. When that happens, those on the fringes don't often have the means to fight back or even escape unscathed." Inessa smiles sadly, reminded of what she's been told about her alienage. The elves there were already living in poverty and receiving the brunt of race-related brutality in the capital. Then the Tevinter slavers came and made it so much worse. Kallian's mother was probably just minding her own business, trying to keep a low profile like any other elf. It didn't matter in the end, though.

Watching Araceli demonstrate, she tries to keep it all in mind. Ships are not her favored surroundings, but she's bound to find herself on one again at some point in her life. "I suppose it helps to have hips in the first place. I was not as blessed." She laughs softly, gesturing to her very slight figure. The armor makes it seem like she has more of a waist than she really does. But she'll try to mimic those movements even as they come much less naturally to her.

[foxsays]

"Only the one," Araceli confirms as she takes her seat with Lux immediately hopping back into it so he can roll over onto his back so his belly can be rubbed. "Zimevur, another country to the south that is mostly desert decided to play conquerors; they swept through the country that grows much of our food, the country that grows much of lumber, the country that produces much of ore and precious stone. Then they came to us but how do you blockade sailors? We chased them back, freed the countries they had conquered in the process and blockaded them until they surrendered though they are still bitter, and there are still so many that flee in search of a new life. They meet the terms of the treaties and no more. The rest of us made pacts of friendship. Zimevur...ah, friendship is with individuals, not a nation."

If there is ever war again? It will be Zimevur, they all know that, they all watch for it, but there are so many treaties that it seems impossible to imagine that it will ever come to that not when they were pushed to the brink and the rest of them have flourished, have become so close to one another now.

"We had less idle nobles. We have a queen in my country who wishes for all of us to have an education, a roof over our heads, and food on the table, and to not have to make the choice between those things. The Chantry could stand to do a great deal more, I think." It does a great job of keeping people apart and in the places it likes them to be, and not very much else in all that she's seen of her time in Thedas. You want to get rid of the rot, you go right to the heart but it's an opinion unlikely to win her any friends so she moves on, slipping past the subject easily and back to safer ground.

"You still have them," she points out with only a little roll of the eyes, giving Inessa a small shove. "You'd be flopped on the ground if you didn't."

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Unused to casual touching such as that, Inessa stiffens a bit. She prefers her personal space bubble to remain as it is, until she's come to know someone well. "True, but I can't say I know how to use them to that extent. I suspect it takes much exposure and practice, neither of which has been my experience. Darkspawn don't take to the sea, and we must go where they go.

"You're not wrong about the Chantry, of course. I wouldn't be the person to say that, not when I've seen with my own eyes what they could do and have not. Your queen's desires are admirable, though the marginalized here could never place such trust in a ruler. Even the ones who claim to be thinking of the common people act not in their best interests, but those who keep them in power. Halamshiral was proof enough of that." Celene was supposed to be supportive of the elves, interested in giving them more rights and freedoms...and yet, she had willingly torched the city to keep herself in power. Would the other nations of Thedas really have been all that different?

[foxsays]

"Broaden your horizons," Araceli repeats at the same time as she takes note of that. Tactile by nature, a hazard of growing up in a brothel. "Unstable ground, damp ground, anything that shifts beneath your feet. A pity I did not have time to teach many this before the first missions in a festering bog. It serves well on sand, and in the Western Approach I know there were those who went Darkspawn hunting."

Only she did not, she hunted wild animals instead and helped to repair the fortress they'd taken, and then the Fade had swallowed Korrin so her face shuts a little, closes up like an empty house.

"Rulers should never rule simply by right. It is a privilege to rule, and that means it can be taken away. I think there are some nobles who would do to parts of my home what they did to Halamshiral if they could, if we were not on the water, and if our queen would allow it." In some ways, the more she learns about Celene, the more she loves Leandra, how Leandra is good, how Leandra tries, how Leandra is so much younger and has already done so much for them even with the howling of the nobility already. It makes something in her ache to think of her but the rest of the queensguard are with her. She will be safe and well. She wouldn't want Araceli to be distracted anyway. "But then there is Thedas, and it chooses the sword not the pen. Blood not ink Yet I am sure every ruler will still hold up their hands to let us see how clean they are."

[circleprodigy]

"...true, I can see its applications in the west. I served at Griffon Wing Keep before arriving here, and tended to use Fade Step more often than not, just because of all the sand and the difficulty in walking. I should probably have conserved my resources, but at the time, it seemed to help." If she learned to walk as Araceli did, though, maybe there wouldn't be as much need for it.

Araceli's opinion on Thedosian rulers gets a weary smile and nod, unable to argue with that. "An accurate assessment, indeed. Rulers here are not all-powerful, though. Ferelden had its civil war a decade ago, the Hero of Ferelden deposing Loghain at the end of the Landsmeet. He may not have been king in title, but he ruled in all but name after Cailan died. His actions would have caused the kingdom -to succumb to the Blight, if he had been successful. Ferelden seems to fare better with Queen Anora, his daughter, though I'm sure her priorities must lie with pacifying the nobles who keep her in power. That's the way it always is."