what is a man [OPEN]

[fistcrash]

WHO: Notas & OPEN
WHAT: The Inquisition must investigate a Venatori camp that has set up on the Wounded Coast. What are they up to? Will you find out?
WHEN: Early December. I'm flexible in its timing if people in Nevarra want to partake.
WHERE: The Wounded Coast
NOTES: I'll set up a few top levels for everyone to tag into as you please!
If you'd like something specific, or you desire to arrange your own top level, please feel free to.

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AFTERMATH

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You do what you do best: the Venatori are dealt with, no man left alive, your inexplicable ally assisting as she strikes down any that faces her until she reaches her goal. You do well for yourself; it's what you're here for, after all.

But when she finally reaches the man named Tiberius, she reaches out and grabs the hand holding his staff, crushing it in her armored fingers.

Though he cries out in pain, he grits his teeth and hisses at her, "I am your master! You will kneel!"

"No," the woman says coldly. "I kneel before no one again."

With her other hand, she slams her clawed fingers into his jaw, growling as she rips it messily off before she drops him to the ground. Lifting up a foot, she proceeds to stomp his face in, hardly paying much heed to anyone else around her just yet.

[iceblade]

...well. Skadi,covered here and there with the blood of the Venatori she helped kill, straightens and looks in the direction of Notas. The Avvar woman stares in awe, more openly now since the Venatori are no longer a threat. She steps over the corpses, placing her ice blade on her back once more.

"Now that was a fight! Where's your fucking Elder One now, arseholes?" She kicks a corpse with a booted foot, before striding on over to pause and admire the qunari woman's handiwork. Crossing her arms, she smirks down at the mess. "What a piece of shite. At least he finally got what was coming to him, eh?"

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As the woman approaches -- Avvar, she thinks, but certainly Inquisition -- Notas stops. What remains of Tiberius and his skull is a mess of meat, and somehow that is not quite enough. Still, it will have to do.

She turns to face the human woman, addressing her.

"My only regret is that it was not sooner." Notas lifts her chin, then gestures to the metal collar locked around her throat.

"I need assistance in having this removed."

[iceblade]

Right, talking about revenge and bloodlust can wait in light of that collar. She narrows her eyes at it before crouching down to the mess that is Tiberius.

"He'd have a key on him, aye? I'll check...."

If there's one to be had, his bloody mess isn't likely to turn her stomach. She's seen far worse, in her time.

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Quietly, Notas watches Skadi, silently approving of her lack of disgust or judgment. The help, of course, is also appreciated. These people owe her nothing. It does make her somewhat suspicious inherently, but she isn't writing them off just yet.

"You are Inquisition. Are you not?" she asks, tilting her head slightly.

Eventually, Skadi will find a notable key that's chained to Tiberius' belt. With a cut of a knife, the belt will come away neatly and allowing Skadi to take the key.

[iceblade]

"Aye, that I am. I'm Skadi Iceblade, formerly of White Wolf Hold in the Frostbacks. We were told about the Venatori here, and came to wipe the buggers out."

Snagging a knife from her own belt, she slices Tiberius' and takes the key, and leans in to get to work on that lock. She can't help but appreciate that this qunari woman is only a few inches taller than herself, making it easier to aid her.

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"Then I am grateful."

Though she does eye Anders and any other mages present with wariness, but they have technically assisted her. She will say little else about it right now.

The lock eventually pops open, and Notas is quick to take it off and throw it to Tiberius' corpse. "Ebadim vashedan Vints, ebra-hissal eva-lok defransdim!" she snarls, spitting at what remains of him. There is the irrational, angry part of her that desires to further desecrate his corpse, but there's no point. The deed is done, and she is free. Likely.

"I am Tal-Vashoth. Though I have no name, Tiberius and the others began to call me Notas. It will do." She pauses, then narrows her eyes. "I would like to assume my freedom. If not, I will kill you and your friends."

and she's not turned on any less by that

[iceblade]

...well, now she has a reason to learn Qunlat. Skadi just raises her eyebrows at the shouting, and then again at Notas' bald statement. She shakes her head, quick to reassure.

"I would never work to take away another's freedom, Notas. That's not what the Inquisiton's about and if it was, I'd leave. Freedom is everything to my people. You're welcome to join us on the way back to Kirkwall, but you're free to go wherever you'd like. I'd not think to stop you." If she even could; that muscular frame of the qunari's is giving even her doubts.

BEAUTIFUL

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There is a pause as Notas considers. Though she knows little of the Avvar, it sounds correct to what she knows. More importantly, the Inquisition has been an enormous thorn in the Venatori's side -- also a good point. Though she is less than thrilled at the sight of the mage with this woman, they both had done well to ensure none of the slaves were killed in the crossfire.

Though wary, Notas speaks regardless, "If I go with you, will I see more Venatori?"

[iceblade]

At that, Skadi chuckles and nods. "Oh aye, without a doubt! I swear we killed piles of them in Nevarra. But they're like roaches, you know; there's always more somewhere else. Don't worry, there'll be plenty of fun to go around."

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At this news, Notas chuckles and smiles sharply. "Then I will go with you to your Inquisition. Many more Venatori to slay. To you and your mage friend, you have my thanks."

[iceblade]

"I should be thanking you, it's not often I get to see fury like that. It was a thing of wonder." Skadi's smile is genuine, still a bit dazzled. Then she glances around the area. "Is there anything we should take with us? A potion stash, schematics that can be useful?"