[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

[circleprodigy]

For Inessa's part, there's no fawning or rage in regards to the Dalish, when her mind lingers on them at all. They may be fellow elves, yes, but pointed ears and the scorn of humans are about all she has in common with them. They aren't Andrastian, and much of their experiences have no parallel with her own. As long as they don't attempt to assert over her about what an elf should be, she has no real opinion on them.

Having already steeled herself for a refusal, she listens in surprise as Herian explains...and then horror at what had been done. Herian doesn't have to go into detail; she can well understand sticking to bare-bones facts in order to spare onself reliving an experience. What's been said is more than enough for her to get the general picture, and after her eyes widen, they narrow, lips forming a thin angry line. Her voice remains calm, though. This is not her memory to lose control over, not her place to do anything but listen. "...a fair point, and I understand.

I am so sorry about your father. My own is gone; during the battle for Denerim, I believe. But he would not have suffered as yours did, as you did. I have heard no sign of those present in the Inquisition pursuing such actions, but if such instances surface, I will gladly join you in stopping them." If Herian can't allow herself that first option, Inessa hopes the second will be possible.

[dashing]

Herian is silent moments after Inessa speaks, before finally drawing in breath. She remains the picture of calm, save that the pull of that one breath seems more fitting for one recovering from a sprint that set their lungs to bursting than someone simply sitting in a tavern.

"My condolences for your father, as well. If it should come to needing to step before injustice done, I would be glad to accept your help."

Extending her arm, Herian offers her hand to Inessa to shake, a gesture of solidarity more so than formality.

[circleprodigy]

Solidarity is something she'll gladly accept. In her view, one can't really go through what they did and not feel that for those involved. They can try to explain to others, but only those who were present will ever really know the extent of the horror the had uncovered. It's a similar mindset that she shares with those of Kinloch Hold, with those who had endured the false Calling. They aren't memories Inessa looks upon with fondness, but there's a certain comfort in knowing that bonds can come of it.

So she manages a small but genuine smile, her smaller hand shaking Herian's. "Good. I cannot rightly speak for any Warden but myself, though I suspect such an event would gain the assistance of others in the order, as well." Ciri, definitely, and those she doesn't know the rest as well is reasonably convinced as to their honorable intent.

Garahel, quiet and listless until now, perks up and offers his paw, too. Shake? He's probably not even expecting treats this time, honest.