minrathousian: (dragon | lusacan)
minrathousian ([personal profile] minrathousian) wrote in [community profile] faderift2017-11-02 11:07 am

[CLOSED] Smoke & Mirrors: Kirkwall

WHO: CLOSED to those who signed up.
WHAT: Inquisition personnel work to identify Venatori agents who have infiltrated the Inquisition in Kirkwall.
WHEN: Early November.
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Violence, murder.


In Kirkwall, the threat to the Inquisition is more covert:  four Venatori agents have infiltrated the Inquisition's base of operations in the Free Marches, and have insinuated themselves well into the workings of the organization. Perhaps they have made befriended you, or established themselves as a quiet loner who prefers only to focus on their work, with little interest in socializing. Actionable intelligence suggests that they will take advantage of the Inquisition's reduced numbers in Kirkwall to attempt to seize valuable information. The trouble now is identifying just who the infiltrators are--and stopping them before they access vital information, or create further havoc.
altusimperius: (pls be nice to me)

[personal profile] altusimperius 2017-12-01 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Too distraught to do anything but obey, Benedict does exactly as Myr instructs, lying down, pressing against the wound, taking the cloth; and already he's starting to feel dizzy, cold, like the world is swimming and the only thing keeping him where he is is the sharp flare of pain at his neck.
faithlikeaseed: (any - magic)

[personal profile] faithlikeaseed 2017-12-01 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
Shock has its uses.

Keeping one hand on the cloth--what he's learned of Benedict doesn't lead him to believe the younger man's much used to major trauma--Myr takes up the phial with the other, popping the cork and downing the contents in one practiced motion. (He hasn't practiced; adrenaline makes everything keener.)

Ordinarily he'd use a diagnostic spell first--but that's a waste of time with the burn of lyrium in his veins and the certain knowledge the wound's well beyond his meager ability to heal, and they haven't time to waste. Raw power will have to do where finesse and natural talent are lacking; there's little grace in the way he reaches into the Fade now, wrenching at creation's energies to force blood to clot and a scab to form. It isn't clean or elegant or complete--and itches like hell as damaged nerves reach for their severed ends--but it stops the bleeding. At least it stops the bleeding.

(Getting bits of cloth out of that pretty new scab can be a better healer's problem.)
Edited 2017-12-01 10:07 (UTC)