[Open] Mage Lyfe 101

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: OPEN, Anders
WHAT: Mage conferece on practical magic
WHEN: Kingsway 24th, all day
WHERE: Just outside Skyhold
NOTES: Plotting post and IC announcement.

The tables and chairs are set up, there's some parchment and a few quills for note-taking, and a table on the side has pitchers of water as well as a motley assortment of cups. He's done what he can, done the footwork and talking, and now has to hope it catches and spreads.

And hope Purrelden doesn't tangle herself around something with her leash again.

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[justice_is_blond]

The curl of his lips spreads, becomes a smile that doesn't come close to reaching his eyes though it could fool most onlookers.

"Mm. Are you, though? Not the Mage Liason bit, or Enchantress to the Imperial Court. But First Enchanters are done and gone, Lady Vivienne."

He inclines his head slowly, feeling a cool sort of nervousness settle around him. This is the leader of the opposition, probably the greatest roadbump in the road to mages having the option of happiness, choices, and whatever levels of freedom they desire. She wants her tower back, her gilded cage, and she'd drag everyone back to torture and abuse for the sake of her title and pride.

"I'm Anders. That's the whole of what I go by; the Circles saw fit to take my name from me as they saw fit to take everything else. Pretty titles, though. I'm sure they're... a comfort? You can call me Warden or Healer if you've need for words beyond names."

[madame_de_fer]

And there she has it. The evidence she was certain existed that the man is a simpleton with no clue about the long-reaching consequences of his actions.

Vivienne doesn't smile. No to do so could be seen as conciliatory, and there is no way she will ever allow anyone to misconstrue her reactions as that. To possibly have it hinted that she's making peace with a man who was a known abomination, who made a pact with a demon, and took pride in it. Absolutely not. She has fought too hard for her place, her position, to have it snatched away by even a hint that she's less than pristine in her actions.

"My dear, the Circle is an idea, and ideas cannot be abolished." And once this business with Corypheus is settled, it will be needed again. Mages will need a safe place to go in which to practice their art, to learn, away from ignorant common folk who blame mages when crops fail and babies are born dead.

She eyes the man up and down, considering. There is a soft hum of contemplation from the Iron Lady. "I was wondering if you'd clarify that for me. Which is it? Are you a Warden or are you a mage?" Healer seems entirely wrong considering she'd prefer to name him murderer or terrorist and leave it as that.

[justice_is_blond]

"My dear," and there's a little mocking in the word. He's not dear to her, not by a longshot, and she's not dear to him. "Freedom is an idea, and an everlasting one. The Circles are outdated. It's time to step outside the gilded cage and see the world for what it can be for all, rather than the very few privileged mages who can gain favor and comforts for themselves. It's time for all to have choices and chances."

Which is what she stands against and what he stands for. There will be no true 'dearness' here, not unless somehow she realizes how the Circle hurts more than it helps, how many mages disappeared to abuses, how many broke, how many were made Tranquil, and so on. She's had a life of luxury compared to so many, and it's blinded her. It's almost a shame she'd not been transferred to Kirkwall, though in truth there is no mage he'd wish that upon. Not even her.

...Okay. Maybe he'd wish it on Corypheus, but Corypheus doesn't count.

"Yes," he replies to her question. She's dropped healer, probably intentionally he figures. "I am healer, I am warden, I am mage, I am a man, I am human, I am Ander. No one can be distilled down into one single thing. They are the whole of their parts. I think many people miss that, the fact that deep down even mages are people too. Some mages even forget that." Like her.

He's never had access like this before. He may never again. Part of him wonders if he should tone down what he's saying, but he's also fairly certain she won't listen or care what he says no matter what, not right now, and that maybe he should just say what he can and hope it sinks in."

"I'm a person who doesn't want to see my people suffer in cages again, and that's far from the whole of who I am."