SOLACE RIFTER ARRIVAL

[faderifting]

WHO: New rifter & his rescuers
WHAT: Welcome to Sunny Thedas
WHEN: Early Solace
WHERE: The Fereldan coast west of Highever
NOTES: This log is OPEN to new rifters and to anyone who might have volunteered or been ordered to go retrieve new rifters. The log is intentionally backdated to allow new players to also jump straight into RPing elsewhere. It's safe to assume everyone lives.

You were asleep—deeply or fitfully, for the last time or just resting your eyes for a moment—and then you were not. And wherever you were was not, anymore, replaced by nothing but the sensation of falling, tumbling into endless, bottomless nothing. If this were still a dream, you would wake before you hit the ground. You can't die in a dream, they say. In some worlds.

In this world, you wake with a jolt when you hit the ground, dropped from above by a flaring, crystalline green rip in reality that hangs several feet overhead. Beyond it the sky is a dim, cloudy grey, with thick and warm summer rain falling in a way that's more lazy than stormy. Under different circumstances, it might be pleasant.

But here are the current, very unpleasant circumstances: you're on your back, surrounded by scattered possessions, and a narrow splinter of light in the same sickly green as whatever brought you here is now glowing out of the palm of your left hand. It aches, a bone-deep pain that gnaws even through all the distractions. From the green rift above you, tendrils of light extend in every direction. At the end of those tendrils, energy seems to gather, until it materializes into ghostly humanoid figures. Eight of them. And before you begin to think there's anything harmless about wisps of light, half of those figures burst into flame, the others into crackling immaterial ice, and all of them try to attack—

Not you. Not only you, anyway. There are other people here, swooping in to your rescue. Big, armored people, with swords. Some of them are crusted over with red crystals, and one of them is particularly hulking and lets out a roar. Altogether, they're not very friendly-looking, but they are trying to keep you alive.

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As for the Inquisition: your mission has shifted from the usual kill the demons, save the rifter, to kill the demons, kill the Red Templars, make sure the rifter understands you're the good guys. Good luck.