Agreed to stand witness for him as he's questioned by a Templar. It's not Rolan, but it doesn't feel too far off. All the same, Anders keeps his expression neutral. Showing weakness in front of a Templar, nerves, anything, is something he avoids as much as possible.
"I was the spirit healer on duty. One of my patients had a hole in his leg that he was making worse by being outside and using it. That was my concern, as it was resisting healing thanks to the influence of red lyrium. I told him he was supposed to be resting, he glared at me. I told him to go inside, he glared further. I told him to choose bed or glyph so that I could make certain he wasn't making the wound worse. He didn't choose. I told him I'd count to three. I was aware of who he was, but if a patient is intent on hurting themselves I'm going to attempt to stop them. Especially when they've been known to hurt others when influenced by red lyrium previously."
Anders shrugs, feeling entirely uncomfortable. Is he fairly certain he was right? Yes. But people get very touchy around magic use, and define how it serves based on their own views. He's not sure what Norrington will say. ...And he's not sure what Nate's position here is.
"I cast, he dispelled, moved to walk away, and his leg gave out as I'd expected. Injury, not exhaustion. I was there a moment later, doing what little I could and then offering an arm to help him up. He told me not to touch him. There was no one else around, so I pointed out that it would be my hand or crawling, and then he called me a murderer and told me if I touched him he would kill me. I gave him physical room, pointed out it was rich for a Kirkwall Templar to call someone else a murderer, he threw a fit, and Brother Jeannot arrived to loan his cane to Cade."
He realizes then that he knows how this is going to go after all. Just as Jeannot rescued Cade, the decision would favor the Templar. All of them did, even when a usual mage was involved but he wasn't that. He was Anders, distilled down to one action and one choice. His expression changes slowly to tiredness as he wonders what exactly happens now.
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"I was the spirit healer on duty. One of my patients had a hole in his leg that he was making worse by being outside and using it. That was my concern, as it was resisting healing thanks to the influence of red lyrium. I told him he was supposed to be resting, he glared at me. I told him to go inside, he glared further. I told him to choose bed or glyph so that I could make certain he wasn't making the wound worse. He didn't choose. I told him I'd count to three. I was aware of who he was, but if a patient is intent on hurting themselves I'm going to attempt to stop them. Especially when they've been known to hurt others when influenced by red lyrium previously."
Anders shrugs, feeling entirely uncomfortable. Is he fairly certain he was right? Yes. But people get very touchy around magic use, and define how it serves based on their own views. He's not sure what Norrington will say. ...And he's not sure what Nate's position here is.
"I cast, he dispelled, moved to walk away, and his leg gave out as I'd expected. Injury, not exhaustion. I was there a moment later, doing what little I could and then offering an arm to help him up. He told me not to touch him. There was no one else around, so I pointed out that it would be my hand or crawling, and then he called me a murderer and told me if I touched him he would kill me. I gave him physical room, pointed out it was rich for a Kirkwall Templar to call someone else a murderer, he threw a fit, and Brother Jeannot arrived to loan his cane to Cade."
He realizes then that he knows how this is going to go after all. Just as Jeannot rescued Cade, the decision would favor the Templar. All of them did, even when a usual mage was involved but he wasn't that. He was Anders, distilled down to one action and one choice. His expression changes slowly to tiredness as he wonders what exactly happens now.