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WHO: Fenris and YOU!
WHAT: Fenris is back around Skyhold, catch-all prompts for the month!
WHEN: March/Drakonis
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: No warnings likely, just the occasional grumping from a certain elf here.

Herald's Rest

Not long after he returns to Skyhold, Fenris inevitably ends up in the tavern. He's been exhaustively busy over the time that he's been away… so of course some drinks are in order. His own stash is largely depleted, and who knows when he’ll next get a chance to replenish it? He orders a bottle of wine, but refrains from using the glass that he’s given. Nope, this is one of those times. Fenris simply grabs the bottle and starts drinking it down…

Stables

At the moment, Fenris isn’t really planning to get a mount. It’s something he may consider if he does stay longer at Skyhold, however, because it could come in handy for getting around the expanse of Ferelden or Orlais, for that matter. Who knows where the Inquisition may take him? Not that he's planning to be anything more than loosely affiliated with it. It's his choice to be here and it'll be his choice if he wants to leave again. That's essential for him to keep in mind. He'll always make sure to have an escape route, when it comes to this sort of thing.

So he’s wandering through the stables, glancing curiously at what’s there. The nuggalopes get particular attention, since they’re totally new to him. "Imagine that… Giant nug-beasts."

Gardens

“I still don’t trust that demons or spirits cannot listen in on this thing…”

He mutters to himself as he’s settled in the garden, staring intently at his Crystal as he looks through the most recent messages. He’d rather not speak into it, at least for now, so instead, he’s just getting himself caught up. Sure, nothing bad has come of it so far, and it didn’t before… but he still doesn’t entirely like it.

Wandering: Wildcard Location!

At some point, Fenris decides to get a look around, mostly to see if anything has changed. But he’s actually quietly trying to see who's still around that he recognizes, too. There are people he’d like to see if possible… and also people he’d like to avoid if he can. He’s not one for formally announcing his presence, preferring to remain down low about being around. Like a ghost or a stray, he’s kind of just slipped back into life here without making a big deal of it.

So he’s on the prowl, so to speak, looking for familiar faces all over Skyhold. He’ll drop by most anywhere, approaching those he knows, and eventually interrupting whatever they’re doing. “It’s been a while.”

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"Then there you are. Welcome to Thedas." He lifts his drink as if in a toast, before drinking the rest of it down. He really isn't in the mood to discuss scars or shards or the like, or get into reasons why one might just be far worse than the other. That's not something readily told at this moment. To be fair, though, he can't imagine being as displaced as the rifters are. "Your description of your science sounds suspiciously close to magic. Are you sure they're not related in some way?"

Because changing the subject to focus on something else he brought up is also totally worth it too.

The Doctor is actually grateful for the change and he raises his drink in a similar gesture before also drinking it down.

"Oh, I'm fairly certain they are. That's why I say magic doesn't exist in my universe. It all amounts to science people don't understand yet."

"And those who use this science... do they hold the power where you're from?" He's trying to figure out just how similar they really are to mages, if they have a magister-like role or something else entirely. Talking about some far removed world is definitely preferable to talking about his own.

The Doctor shakes his head. "Not really. In my universe, nature requires balance. So while there are very powerful scientists out there, there are worlds where Art dictates power. Others where politics dictate power."

He shrugs.

"I think some would call me powerful because I'm willing to stand between them and the monsters."

"I see. So in other worlds... magic really doesn't necessarily have a place at all. I wouldn't mind visiting them." Not that he's exactly fond of things that are so very unusual to him... the concept of traveling between worlds alone isn't a pleasant one. But a world without magic... what that must be like...

"You see yourself as a guardian of sorts?"

"Sort of. Actually, close enough. Though, you would probably notice things that are similar to magic in my universe."

Expect they know how it works and how to best to make things work for them.

"Well, not at first, it's more a role that has been thrust upon me. Though, I often find myself in situations where there are really terrible monsters going after defenceless people, and I can't just walk away and leave them."

Not until they're as safe as he can get them, anyway.

"Similar, but not entirely the same?" He wonders about the distinction, of course. Magic is at the heart of this world's troubles, as far as he's concerned, but he wonders if something different would have... well, a very different outcome overall.

"And here you are, in that same situation again... you've certainly come to the right place for dealing with monsters." One big one, of course, but the world in general is full of them.

"It is difficult to explain the differences, since my tools don't work here and I don't entirely understand your magic."

He's learned to temper his opinions on the magic here... a little.

"Yes. Except I don't have my tools or my ship, or anything else. I feel as defenceless as a snail without a shell."

"Nor would I fully understand your technology, but it sounds... better in ways than magic. Less dangerous, perhaps. You have no risk of demons possessing those who use it, for one." Yes, he definitely is finding himself envying those coming from magic-less worlds.

"Maybe in time you'll find some way to compensate for that, using what we have here..."

"Oh, science is not so different from magic. If used improperly, it can be just as dangerous. And greed is a very powerful demon. But, I suppose you're right, it's far less likely that an external demon would take control."

But the Doctor has seen plenty of situations where the internal demons were in many ways far worse. He sighs.

"I hope so..."

"That already makes it far better than magic, although I understand what you're saying. Any power in the wrong hands is dangerous, magic or not." He can agree to that to an extent, even if magic is just... so much worse. But that's because of his own experiences. He's seen it at its worst.

"Of all the worlds to be displaced in... this may be one of the most problematic. But it seems you may be able to handle that."

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