CLOSED: The whispering at the reckoning

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WHO: Teren, Alistair, and Nathaniel
WHAT: Discussing how much to tell the Inquisition about some Wardeny secrets.
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Camp Shady
NOTES: Following the general poll to the Wardens about whether to tell the Inquisition about the Architect, the three seniormost Wardens discuss the results.

Nathaniel got hold of a home brew he's pouring into a mug. It's dark and smooth and not too bitter, and he passes it around for them all to sip from as they gather by a fire in the camp. When it comes back to him the first time, he pauses pensively.

"I was in favor of the alliance with the Architect when it was made," he admits quietly. "I thought if there was a chance to end the Blights for good before any more came to pass, we should take it. Lately we've seen where that sort of thinking leads."

He takes a drink and passes the mug.

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"Do those exist?" Teren quips, accepting the mug again, taking a drink, and then, since they've almost depleted it, passes it back to Nathaniel to finish. It's just good manners.
"It's true," she concedes after a moment, becoming serious again, "if anyone's going to find a great bloody talking darkspawn, it's going to be a Warden. Or someone either very observant or very unlucky." She settles back with a wince. "Ought we run off like a pack of bloodhounds, then? Scour Thedas for any sign of the blighter?"

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"That would be the most direct approach, yes." Nathaniel drains the mug and sets it aside. "Then if it's decided, I will write to the Inquisition's leaders about the Architect. Something they can pour over on their own time, while we lay out our plan. When they are ready, we can let them in on the discussion, and our efforts to find him."