get ready everybody 'cause here we go

[dashing]

WHO: Saoirse, Herian & open.
WHAT: a combined birthday hangout.
WHEN: 30th Haring.
WHERE: The Hanged Man.
NOTES: Drink up now and turn up hungover to the Firstday feast. Open invitation over here, no need to reply to the network post or even have prior cr in order to attend. Please add any warnings to subject lines if they come up.

"Party" would be an extreme word for it; the more accurate word would be "casual gathering of people with liquor readily available." It is The Hanged Man, though, so who knows what shenanigans could unfold.

They've taken over a corner of the inn, and though there isn't much in the way of decorations - making sure the place could be easily accessed after all that snow was work enough - there are a couple of strings of bunting.

Don't get too wild; it'd be unfortunate if Herian had to interrupt her own (shared) birthday celebration in the sake of preserving the Inquisition's reputation. (Or do get wild, and simply shrug it off as The Hanged Man's influence. Whatever.)

Be sure of one thing, though - at least one round is one Herian. Maybe. If you're a close friend, or look particularly glum.

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[circleprodigy]

"I don't know if any of my kin had magic, let alone that talent. Perhaps...?" Inessa was young when she was taken away, scarcely any time to remember what pieces she does, let alone extended family. Though now she wonders if any of her relatives were in her circle, or another. She'll probably never know.

"You mean the chilly reception that has formed due to our present leadership?" A Dalish elf and two rifters...and at one time, three. No wonder it's alarmed elite and common folk alike. "Now that Ser Coupe commands our forces, I hope that will change to some small degree. I had no ill-will against Iskandar, but I can see why a native Andrastian would do much to ease minds."

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“A good many of my father’s family have magic. It is why I was sent to the White Spire after Starkhaven burned, instead of to Kirkwall with Enchanter Ceallach; my aunt was thence already. Most of the Marcher Circles had an Amsel already, and some of Nevarra, and I was to Orlais.”

And Herian cants her head very slightly to the side.
“It is born of more than that,Warden.” Her tone remains as careful and polite as ever; she’s no want to cause offense, and these are sensitive topics to tread. “In our visit to Nevarra we won some favour, aye, but then the outbreak of violence in the Necropolis was seen as an attack upon a sacred site. In local quarters the Inquisition has brought with them Dalish that are known to be responsible for a forest that… while beautiful, sprung up overnight in a city with a colourful history of mages. Now it is host to territorial violence between those attempting to profit from it. We are known to have been involved in affairs in Orlais. Though you and I and members of the Inquisition might better understand these events, our reputation amongst the people of Thedas is one of destructive interference and disrespect. If we cannot win the Chantry and through them, the people to our cause, I fear that the opposition we face will hinder our efforts against Corypheus and result in our failure.”

And if they fail, Thedas falls.

[circleprodigy]

Inessa nods at mention of Nevarra, her lips forming a thin line at mention of their visit. "Fair points, all. I was there for the attack on the Necropolis; we had intended no more than a respectful tour, but the hostility of the dead forced us to defend ourselves. We were played by someone who wished to drive a wedge, though it was scarcely necessary. Even if we prove this, the fact remains that the rest of what you have stated us quite true. We have an uphill battle before us."

She sighs and shakes her head. "...I apologize, this is rather weighty talk for a birthday celebration. I suppose discarding work at the door is easier said than done."

[dashing]

“I was there as well. I cannot… there was no other way, and yet I feel that the necessity does not justify or heal the wounds inflicted to Nevarra, nor our ties with them.” She sighs gently.

“I specialise in weighty conversation,” Herian adds, a little wryly. When have they ever had a wholly light-hearted conversation, even? She is not sure there is a time, with the possible exception of Franklin.

[circleprodigy]

"And I specialize in encouraging it, I suppose." Inessa sighs and takes a sip of her wine. "If we could find proof of what really happened, it would be a start. It might still be out there, if we're fortunate. Otherwise...I don't know what it would take to make amends." Whatever the price, it would likely be steep, if they could even afford it.