[CLOSED] I hear my battle symphony

[amygdalae]

WHO: Bruce 'Fireflake' Not-Banner & Luwenna Coupe
WHAT: Passin' sum important information
WHEN: Before the dank AU finale
WHERE: Orzammar
NOTES: Questionable life choices, kids don't try this at home.

[So Kirkwall was a mess - not that it was surprising - but at least they managed to come out of it relatively unscathed and fine. Can't say as much for their target, but. It was probably a lost cause from the start.

Still, if what they got out from there was true... maybe all of this can be changed. Bruce isn't one to cling onto hope (can't, really, not when losing that meant far too much) but if in anyway what was found could help--

The problem was finding the right person to pass it through. At least he thinks of the people he did recognize - Granger, Zevran, Gareth - but remembers their reactions to him, and his own... difficulties with them. No, best to not give them more things to handle. Better to find somebody else he didn't know and pass all of this to them.

It doesn't take long for him to find that somebody - they do kind of stand out a little - and he goes to the first person he sees that he knows belongs to the time-displaced members of the Inquisition.]

You there.

[...its probably quite a bit of a sight when somebody with a lyrium encased arm and too many scars to count suddenly calls and starts walking towards you.]

Comments

[amygdalae]

[For better or for worse, Bruce doesn't say anything and lets her have her moment to swear. He certainly could share the feeling when he first deciphered the journal as well. Bruce almost wishes he could say he's surprised, but after everything - all these years - he's just glad there's something close to an answer... or closure.]

None that we were aware of - and if there were, they're probably dead by now. [You didn't see the body. It was not fun.

Anyway. Bruce gestures to the journal, his voice still impassive as he speaks again.]

Read it, and keep that with you. Show it to the others.

[When you return are the unspoken words, but Bruce can guess she can guess as much.

Also if she does decide to skim more of it, the end will write of a successful attempt in Cloudreach 9:43 to bring the Herald over right before her death.]

[limier]

[ The 'raze it to the ground' approach to handling traitors. Unfortunate now, a blessing later. Poor torturer, redeemed; Russo must have known the sacrifice he'd be making, having carved it into others. ]

On my life. [ Her mouth twists aside, briefly wry, as she tucks the book beneath an arm. ] Thank you. The advisors shall know of it, this will not be forgotten.

[ Its acquisition, the men and women who fished it out of Kirkwall, who saw its importance — they must be, if any of this is to matter. The people they'd not become will live instead, will remember. Will have this small chance. ]

[amygdalae]

[Bruce certainly isn't expecting that kind of certainty but its -- assuring, in its own way. He nods once to show that he's heard her. It'll be good when that information gets over there. He isn't entirely sure how that will change anything, but... its there anyway, so might as well.

He's no longer one to believe in hope, but perhaps--

No point thinking on that.]

As long as they know. [And they can stop it. That's all that matters.]