sulena: (70.)
saoirse ceallach ([personal profile] sulena) wrote in [community profile] faderift2017-10-24 02:14 am

(closed) dh’èirich mi moch madainn cheòthar

WHO: Saoirse, and various others through closed starters
WHAT: The events surrounding the city's missing elves have begun to take their toll on one small mage.
WHEN: Mid-Harvestmere
WHERE: Kirkwall, various
NOTES: Possible talks of abuse, racism and general violence. If you're interested in a starter, feel free to hit me up at [plurk.com profile] kaldwin or through PM and I'll set something up!
circleprodigy: (half-smile)

[personal profile] circleprodigy 2017-10-26 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, if you were seeking endless paperwork, you've come to the right place." Inessa smiles a little tiredly, pushing the paper to the side. "I'm formalizing a field trip to the Amaranthine area, for the project, but it's nothing that can't wait. I suppose a little unwinding is in order on my end, as well."

She takes a sip of her on tea, leaning back. "How have you been, Saoirse?"
circleprodigy: (raised eyebrow)

[personal profile] circleprodigy 2017-10-26 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"If you seriously wish to join, you're of course welcome. We need all the help we can get, from whoever is willing." Inessa's not above a little encouragement when she thinks the project will suit someone and that she'll enjoy working with them. Why not?

Her expression grows more serious as she listens to Saoirse, brow furrowing. "I think many can say the same, and I'm glad for it. But can you elaborate? I know only a little, I'm afraid." She sounds a little apologetic, realizing how absorbing her work as been. But now is as good a time as any to catch up, if Saoirse is willing.
circleprodigy: (furious)

[personal profile] circleprodigy 2017-11-08 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Inessa smiles in turn, but that soon fades as Saorise elaborates on the fate of those Kirkwall elves. She recoils as Garahel rouses enough to let out a soft whine of sympathy. Her tea is utterly forgotten, at this point.

"...sweet Maker. Who is responsible for this atrocity?" There's a hard glint in her eyes, one that promises no mercy if she encounters them while they still draw breath.