[CLOSED] PLAYER PLOT: The Ashes Underneath His Nails
WHO: Jim Kirk, Hermione Granger, Adelaide Leblanc, Herian Amsel, Anders, Inessa Serra, Raylan Gibbs, Ciri
WHAT: The Inquisition sends a group of agents to uncover the truth behind a string of mysterious disappearances.
WHEN: Kingsway 1st - 8th
WHERE: Emprise du Lion
NOTES: Plotting post is here - feel free to post in there still for queries and concerns and further stuff where needed. Warnings for blood, violence, talks about death, experimentation horror, abomination-related stuff etc and eventual on-screen child death. ALSO no tag order - just respond when you feel like you should and I'll try to hit it back if it feels appropriate!!
WHAT: The Inquisition sends a group of agents to uncover the truth behind a string of mysterious disappearances.
WHEN: Kingsway 1st - 8th
WHERE: Emprise du Lion
NOTES: Plotting post is here - feel free to post in there still for queries and concerns and further stuff where needed. Warnings for blood, violence, talks about death, experimentation horror, abomination-related stuff etc and eventual on-screen child death. ALSO no tag order - just respond when you feel like you should and I'll try to hit it back if it feels appropriate!!
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(—he remembers the chill of the frost and snow biting at bare skin, its usual pure white now tinged a horrid pink from the blood on his hands. He's far away from them now, the danger and the pain and everything else, but the blood will forever be on his hands no matter how much he tries to wash it away. His father had been right all along. He truly was a monster of the greatest kind.) |
QUEST: THE ASHES UNDERNEATH HIS NAILS (PART I) The message had come swiftly, the letter itself hastily written with a shaky hand. The request itself was simple; a plea for help from a village at the outskirts of Emprise du Lion, whose people have been mysteriously disappearing over the last few weeks. Considering the ongoing civil unrest that's still transpiring in Orlais the Inquisition made its decision to send out a team of agents to look into this message and see exactly what was going on. The eight agents tasked with the mission were given enough time to prepare for the trip ahead. They would all meet up first at the Inquisition camp set within the Emprise and from there travel for about a day until they reached where their destination was - Fromage, a quaint little village that rested at the outskirts of the area. From that point on, it was up to the agents of the Inquisition to solve this ongoing mystery. The mission: to discover the truth behind these disappearances - and to stop it, if possible. |
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She grabs her staff almost without thinking, not about to leave it behind. The horror may be over, she's a long way from feeling safe.
They won't find anything in the end, alas. The trail is too old to be clear.
"He'll give it back, after?" It's clear that the mabari is being careful with it. Anders just feels a need to keep the nug. He'd killed another innocent after he'd promised himself he wouldn't, because it had been needed. The toy is a tangible reminder of how he needs to do better.
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There's a muffled whine from Garahel, who turns and gives them an apologetic stare, tail drooping.
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"Thank you for trying, boy. Garahel. I appreciate it." It had been too much to hope.
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Straightening, she sighs. "I still have some of the books from the caves. They were Circle tomes, and I didn't want to leave them among such filth. Maybe I should have, though. Some were written in, notes in the margins, research that somehow helped them do...that, however indirectly. I don't know whether to bury them or turn them in so that researchers can anticipate what others might try."
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"My dilemma was whether I should burn the book I found or try to see if I could research counter actions, ways to deal with red lyrium poisoning, since I've had a patient suffering from it before. Adelaide suggested using it."
Anders exhales. "It doesn't make up for the pain and torment the captives went through." Or the boy. "But if a sliver of good could come from it, destroying the books could be a waste."
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"I can give the books to Adelaide, then. I want nothing to do with them, ever." The thought of having them near her makes her stomach twist again, and she's glad there's nothing in it to bring back up.
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There's regret in his voice, but he knows this isn't going to stop with one group. Especially when the one group had escaped justice. "But I'm not recommending one way or the other, which is to say I'll also not be bothered if you give them to her."
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He wishes he could doubt that. But this is Thedas. There's always someone looking to hurt someone else for personal profit, here.
"One day the people looking to gain from the suffering of others won't be a step ahead." Not like he has any idea how to get there.
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"It will be a day long in coming, I fear. But...I suppose there's nothing to be done but work towards it, little by little. Matters won't improve unless we take them into our own hands."
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After a beat, Anders takes a canteen off his shoulder. It's just got water in it, but that will do enough.
"Shall we drink to this? Working toward that, little by little."
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While he doesn't speak mabari, he can tell something's wrong with Garahel. "I'm sorry. I know I took the toy back. I'll get you something later, all right? A... bone, or..." Anders looks over at Inessa for help. "Something do--mabari like."
Despite his loss at what would constitute a decent replacement, Anders is glad of this distraction. An animal, with a simple need. He can deal with that, even if there's slobber involved. Everything else from this trip? He's not sure about.
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He is, quite frankly, not the best company right now. Failure is resting on his shoulders heavily, and it would be nice to stop being social for a time. He's fairly certain she can understand. "Thank you both for trying."