( closed ) player plot: the stars go waltzing

[eviscerates]

WHO: Adelaide, Araceli, Avery, Bellamy, Bruce, Ciri, Cosima, Daenerys, Jamie, Korrin, Lexa, Martel, Merrill, Ruby, Sabine, Teren.
WHAT: catch all log; the capture of shardbearers, their rescue, and related shenanigans.
WHEN: Gently timey wimey for flexibility, Team Rescue arrives at the outpost on the 10th.
WHERE: Orlais/Nevarra borders (roughly halfway between the Fields of Ghislain and Trevis), and then a Creepy Place.
NOTES: Log for the missing shardbearers player plot; ooc here & here. Only the travel threads for teams one and two are going up for now, the rest will go up on Friday :]b And to clarify - when I say party style, what I mean is subthread to your hearts content!
WARNINGS: HORROR THEMES. Abduction, experimentation/torture, forced ingestion of lyrium, implied past deaths/murder, violence.

SPEEDY LINKS

• TEAM ONE: travel to Craintellier
• TEAM ONE: rift two attempt & Venatori attack
• TEAM ONE: dungeons
• TEAM ONE: escape attempt — Cosima, Jamie & Lexa only
• TEAM TWO: travel to Craintellier
• TEAM TWO: post rift investigation — Adelaide, Bellamy & Sabine, Bruce, Korrin & Teren, Ciri & Merrill
• TEAM TWO: take the outpost — Attack & Distract & Stealthy & Stealy
• TEAM TWO: regroup & into the dungeons — plus a Lexa-shaped guest star
• ALL: finding your shardbearers
• ALL: boss fight
• ALL: epilogue & return to Skyhold — tba

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East of Perendale and south of Trevis, next to a river's winding course, there lies the bones of a fortress. It is an old and almost forgotten place, a dramatic, clawed seeming thing reaching up into the sky, harsh against the the rolling hills.

It is an ancient place, dating back to 660TE, a testament to an Empire suffering after civil war and grasping to restore its wealth and influence after it had been so shaken. It stands as a memory of grandeur, rather than an icon of it, and bears the marks of devastation and scarring that so much of the land suffered during the First Blight. It was all but abandoned thereafter, host only to the desperate and the greedy, and never for long. Once ornate mosaics now only hold flecks of gold, flakes that stubbornly resisted the hands of looters trying to pry them away. Other colours, reds, whites, greys and blacks, they all remain.

The site was chosen for its riches, sitting atop a mine that once held immense wealth, seams of gold that would bring wealth back into the Empire and help restore stability. Opulence, the central Tevinter staple (aside from slavery and blood magic, some might say).

But they dug too deep, and when the First Blight came so too did the darkspawn.

It has a new master, now, and he serves the Elder One. Parts of this stronghold may be in ruins now, but remember: it is not what lies on the surface that counts, but what lurks beneath it.


AD VICTORIAM, AD GLORIA.

Comments

[fleurdesel]

Framework offered, Adelaide reinforces and winds planes of frosted ice. It grows and twines, closing the gaps between stone, reinforcing the vines at every joint. it takes a great deal of focus to be certain of it's stability- but with Merrill's assistance? They are able to do it quickly and efficiently, with certainty that this will hold.

Once completed she shakes out chilled fingers, nodding in gratitude to Merrill. "That will hold well. We may cross."

[glandival]

Sabine, nearby, watches these feats of magic happen a little like one might marvel at a tiger with a chain around its neck; curtailed danger that is, in its own right, fascinating to behold. She stands upright and poised, all light weight leathers, utilitarian braiding, knives both visible and not. She hasn't seen battle just yet, but she has every intention of following this group in search of those taken.

There had been notes. One of a Fade traveller, noble bearing, scars on his chest:

Additional hands required.

At the mage's announcement, Sabine starts to move, only a little dubious of crossing a bridge of ice and plantlife that had only just recently been twisting, as lively as snakes, but hell. You do only live once.

[gatheringstorm]

Burly is already a favorite of Korrin's, so she smiles and claps his shoulder, grateful that he's here. Supplies for Araceli and the rest will be taken, whatever's light enough to store on her person without compromising her freedom of movement. The food won't do them any good if she doesn't survive to give it, after all.

The, after looking over the bridge, she gives a nod of approval. "Let's do this, then." She'll happily take point, to provide more shielding for the rest.