faderift | The Blood of the Dalish

WHO: Cyril Ashara, Merrick Ashara, Pel, Samouel Haines Gareth, Taashath, Galadriel, Kallian Endris, Bruce Banner, Eirlys Ancarrow, Anders, James Norrington, Beleth Ashara, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Iskandar
WHAT: Summary of content
WHEN: Sometime near the start of Umbralis
WHERE: From Skyhold to along the Serpentine River.
NOTES: OOC post for this plot is here.

The Inquisition has been here before. They visited to ease the tensions between Clan Frandruil and the human village Kaladoun. As they left, peace had seemed to be reached. The Clan's Keeper, Shoshanna, has not kept up her part of the treaty. The Clan was meant to leave and give the village space, but it seems there's always a good reason to stay in place. The Clan's First, Janna, has put aside her pride to reach out to the Inquisition for help. As she has been regularly communicating with the Dalish liaison for the Inquisition, Cyril has agreed to put together a team and help the clan vacate.

While they are there they will break into two groups, one will help the Clan pack up and the other will go into the village and ease tensions there. Once the Clan is ready, all members of the Inquisition who came will reunite and help the Clan move to a new location and settle, to help them get back into the spirit of the nomadic lifestyle.

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It was a surprise to not have to tilt his head down to speak with someone, so the large redhead gets a grin from the qunari - one that widens a bit more when he reads the words on the man's lips.

At least he wasn't the only one that was keeping guard.

"It is," the warrior replies, a slight smile lightening his features a bit. "Unusual, too."

"That is what I have been gathering in this place. It is why I thought I should keep my guard up while we were traveling." He gave a hearty laugh but happened to note that those eyes were watching his lips. Either there was something on them or perhaps he was reading them? Iskandar couldn't say for certain but he decided that if it was the latter that he would make it easier on the man but turning his head more towards him. He trusted his horse to keep an eye on the path for him.

"I am Iskandar. Who might you be, my friend? We have not spoken before for I would remember doing so with a smile as wonderful as your own."

"Wise man," Taas says with a chuckle, already enjoying this man's bright personality. "It seems we're alone for now, however. It's possible that we're too intimidating for highwaymen.

Big qunari, big man, bunch of elves, a damn elf goddess? It would be a really odd target. He was more concerned about Venatori or red templars.

The warrior is a little surprised at the mention of his smile being wonderful, and it just makes it grow a little wider. People rarely praised something like that, and he's slightly flabbergasted. "I am Taashath. It is very nice to meet you, Ich... can... dar? Is that correct?"

Names are hard to read on lips, okay.

So he was reading his lips. Iskandar knew that a lack of hearing would lead to that and it would explain the question about how to pronounce his name after he'd already said it. Which just meant he'd have to say it again to help Tasshath along!

"It is said like this..." Slowly, he repeated his name so it would be easier to read his lips. "Ees-can-dar. The first part is much like ease as in an ease of movement. Does that help?"

Taas watches the lips spell the name more clearly, and he's glad that Iskandar's beard doesn't obscure his mouth. "Iskandar," he repeats, a bit more correctly. Unusual names and fancy Orlaisian ones always came out little flat on his part, but at least it was clear enough to make sense.

"Thank you. What made you decide to come along on this mission, Iskandar?"

"There! Now you have it!" He laughed, thorough pleased with how that had turned out. Much like he always was really since happy just seemed to be his default state of being. Life was simply better if one found a way to smile through as much of it as they possibly could hope to.

"Let's see here. I came on this mission because Cyril is my friend. Honestly I felt I required no other reason than that." It seemed so simple but it was very much the truth.

Taas tries the name again and then listens to the redheaded man with curiosity in his brown eyes. He had suspected that it was a friend of Cyril's - if not more. (The elf liked them big, after all.)

"Of course not. It's the same for me. I'm just surprised I haven't seen you before." Then again, he had been gone for a while and had kept a bit busy after that.

"I am the Rifter that was crowned Fool recently. Perhaps you would have had word of me even if you have not seen me before." That seemed likely honestly. Iskandar knew that word had really gotten around about that if only due to his Rifter status. Not that he minded really. He was used to having a lot of attention.

"Though I am still fairly new to these lands. Which explains as well why I have not seen you. I would recognize a face handsome like your own!"

The Blood of the Dalish

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