WAR TABLE: wtf is happening in the anderfels

[ichaer]

WHO: Ciri, Inessa, Merrill, Rachette, & Alistair
WHAT: After the situation with the Wardens of Weisshaupt went from bad to worse there has been little coming out of the Anderfels. Time to find out just what is going on.
WHEN: /waves hands in a timey wimey wibbly wobbly vague way
WHERE: Andefels, Hossberg
NOTES: Violence, mentions of serious injuries and some gory bits. OOC Plotting here.

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[byblow]

Alistair is tougher than he acts--which isn't a high bar, since when the mood strikes him he can act like he could be felled, ended, slaughtered by a pebble in his boot and everyone needs to stop right now so he can take it out. But he's tough enough that he's left behind his armor entirely, for example, and tough enough that Merrill slapping him doesn't actually hurt very much at all.

He snaps his head to the side and clutches his cheek all the same. His looks of false outrage is very false, but no one watching knows him, save Merrill.

"I wouldn't have," he shouts back, "if you'd told me about Maurice!" They're next to a display of fruit. It's sad, withered-looking fruit, and he doesn't know whether that should make him feel better or worse about kicking it over. "My own nephew!"

[chainlightning]

Audibly gasping, there's a (fake, but effective) sob from Merrill. "Maybe if you hadn't made eyes at every floozy that passes, I would have thought you could handle it! Maybe if you hadn't hurt me in the first place, Maurice wouldn't have offered me his shoulder to cry on!"

They're drawing some additional onlookers, people who are stopping what they're doing and moving closer to look. Several look scandalized, some look like they're waiting for the next bomb to drop, and a few faces even look sympathetic for one or the other of the pair.

For once, Merrill is wearing shoes -- boots, in fact. It's partially to blend in, and partially so that she can kick things to help in the distraction. (Also, in case there's a riot, so no one breaks any of her toes by stepping on them.) Now, it's used to kick a stand of vegetables (a shopkeeper mournfully calls "my cabbages!" and is immediately hushed by an older woman who looks like this is the best thing she's seen this Age), several of them splatting and others rolling away.

[ichaer]

It's an exciting time for the people of Hossberg considering the most exciting (read: horrifying) until now was a giant dragon flying over their city. More and more residents are beginning to crowd around while both Tevinter soldiers and Warden guards being to react at the sudden display for the normally subdue population.

It even has the attention of one handmaid and her handler. The crowding people is just enough to separate them as Hilde is pushed, or rather glides, forward into the crowd putting more distance between them. If she can get to the front of the crowd then she can make a break for the alleyway between the two stands...

Now it was just a matter of not looking too suspect.