Carta's Cut

[inagutterson]

WHO: Yngvi, Kithan Gandir, Seoraj Allaway, Ciri, Wren Coupe
WHAT: The Carta ask Yngvi to investigate a 'situation' in Orzammar. Of course he's got that sinking feeling when it involves his family, Orzammar, and the Casteless.
WHEN: First week of Harvestemere
WHERE: Orzammar; Dusttown, Deep Roads
NOTES: ooc post, Yngvi asks Kit and Petrana for permission, Letter to Scoutmaster Beleth; major warnings for violence and character death

Comments

[ragweed]

"You're fine with going down there yeah? Because our people shouldn't be down there but who's going to go looking for someone with a brand?"

The pang of bitterness in that young voice gets him in a place that hasn't ached in decades. But the old wound is still there, waiting to be eased open again, if he lets it. He doesn't--this time.

He takes a drag off the cigarette and blows the smoke off to the side, and when the looks to the dusters again, there's a fierce intensity in his eyes. "Someone's looking for 'em today, salroka." He'll die looking for them, before he lets the boys think for a moment that everyone believes they're worth forgetting.

He draws back after that, motioning Yngvi after him; nothing more to be said, and reassuring words don't amount to much if they aren't backed up by deeds. "You got a good way for us to get into the Deep Roads?" he asks him, assessing him in a glance, too, to make sure he's still holding up all right.

[inagutterson]

The lads look to one another, pass the cigarette back and forth, then nod down in the direction of Dust Town proper. "There's a way. Someone'll know what you're looking for."

"Don't worry, everyone fits just might need to mind your heads gettin' in." No skin off their noses if there's a few bumps to the head on the way through the door or if they've maybe got to grease a palm or two working it out. Plenty of folk could still use the coin.

Yngvi, trying to work it out, nods his thanks, looks like he's tripping into them on the way past but well they're being rewarded for their trouble (don't tell the Inquisition, this isn't strictly Inquisition he's not bribing anyone) and makes for the right way.

"Warden? Probably gonna need you sharpish."

[[ooc: and this is where we go to the Deep Roads]]