[CLOSED] PLAYER PLOT: The Ashes Underneath His Nails

[amygdalae]

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!!

QUICK JUMP LINKS TRAVELLING TO FROMAGE & FROMAGE GENERAL THREAD ROUTE INVESTIGATION SEEKRIT CAVE ENTRANCE INTO THE SEEKRIT CAVE CAVE INVESTIGATION - LEFT TEAM CAVE INVESTIGATION - RIGHT TEAM KID ABOMINATION THREAD BACK TO SKYHOLD

(—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.

Comments

Tavern

[justice_is_blond]

He's a little surprised by the drink, even more so when Herian is nodded to. For a couple of moments he wonders if he should simply drink it and then move on, like he'd originally planned. It isn't like he has a grasp of who she is. Cold and rocky as the Frostbacks one moment, heated and unrelenting like the Anderfels the next.

But Anders has been making an effort to at least be polite when someone's not being an ass to him, which means he can at least make the minimal gesture here.

He crosses over to the table. "Thank you for the drink." Obligation covered. But he lingers, because she's looking at the notes and they're of some interest to him as well.

[dashing]

In Herian's case, the minimal gesture might have been to stay far away; she is not best inclined to company, in the wake of all that has transpired. In any case, when she made a gesture of attempted kindness towards her fellows, she was aware it was not an intended aggravation when others drifted closer. It was not even an aggravation, so much as a quiet discomfort; she simply would sooner be alone with her thoughts.

The apostate presses on her desire to isolation rather more sharply than most, admittedly.

"If that was all you attended to say," she says, without looking at him, just holding one of the pieces closer to a candle brought to her by the barkeep (fire in her palm in a tavern hardly seemed tactful) to try and backlight it and see if it makes the words beneath the smudges even remotely audible, "then you are free to depart, Warden."

Not angry, not sharp, a simply and calm statement of fact.

[justice_is_blond]

Almost, almost he says he enjoys having that freedom. The Anders of one, two months ago would have blurted it out and been smug. He's still tempted, it would be rather satisfying to say, but in the end it wouldn't accomplish anything.

"I am. But what you're finding in the notes, if anything, holds interest to me. I've worked against red lyrium before, brought a Dwarf temporarily back to his senses after exposure. I'd like to find a way to do more, because people aren't going to stop. This is only going to become more widespread."

In his opinion, certainly. But abuse and cruelty never stops on its own as far as he's seen.