Return to the Blackmarsh

[circleprodigy]

WHO: Inessa, Anders, Kain, Myr, Melys, Loghain
WHAT: Searching for the orb of the First and dealing with Veil issues.
WHEN: Mid to later October
WHERE: The Blackmarsh
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[justice_is_blond]

He's quiet for several moments, seeing the visible signs of distress in Myr, and seeing the easy route out that the other mage takes. Anders exhales. He'll get no answer here... but maybe they can discuss something else.

"So little of the people who are so afraid of the outside world that they'll cage everyone? Of the Loyalists who killed other mages, struck them down, as they escaped? Of those who won't allow for choice for the rest of us and insist that the Circles must come back for all mages? Yes. I can't fathom it. I can't fathom how you hear of the pain and suffering of so many others and yet hold that we need Circles and we need Templars."

There's earnestness to his voice. He's listening this time, asking the question. Will Myr answer or get fed up? All other Loyalists have gotten fed up, continuing to lower them in his estimations.

"I do not understand seeing abusers as protectors."

[faithlikeaseed]

The conversational turn is so whiplash-quick it leaves Myr gaping across the table at the other mage. Surely it's something that needs to be discussed--surely it's the opportunity he'd been waiting for--

...He can't do this.

Not now, not when the horror of the marsh is still on him--the creeping reminder that he'd broken, that he'd failed, and it's only by the Maker's grace that he didn't get any of them killed. (Not when he has someone across from him saying, in not so many words, that he'd deserved what had happened to him. Loyalist traitors will burn with the Chantry.)

Silently, Myr puts his face in his hands, bites his tongue.

Maker (and Petra) forgive him, he can't do this.

[justice_is_blond]

This is worse than useless. Maker's breath. How are the Loyalists even winning when they're... No, he knows how. Because the Chantry wants them to win, and all of the people who profit off caging mages want them to win. Even if the rebels all wind up being more able to do anything than Myrobalan has proven in swamp and at table, they're still woefully outnumbered and the Loyalists still have Vivienne.

"Fine. I've something else to do anyway." He takes his drink and gets up, leaving Myrobalan and wondering how much is wrong with the elf that he can't even talk.