[open] Two Tevinter Mages Walk into Kirkwall

[thorndergod]

WHO: Thor and Loki of House Asgard, you!
WHAT: Joining the Inquisition
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Racism likely.

1. Open - In the Gallows

It's bright and early when two unknown men stroll into the Gallows, heads high. The taller, blonder one seems cheerful as he looks around.

"Grim and cold! We are truly in the south now. Which ones do you suppose are the... servants?" It's a narrow save.

"The ones with the pointed ears, as always," the dark haired man replies and settles his arms across his chest. He regards the courtyard with open distaste and his expression becomes one of resignation, after a beat. "Though we are in the south, so perhaps it is merely the poor that serve them. Their shoes should be sufficient indication."

"Shoes. Of course." The blond man starts peering at people's feet openly, making no effort to hide his scrutiny or lower his voice. "All of their shoes are poor, so perhaps all of these are servants. You there! Who is in charge? Who do two new allies need to speak with when joining?" He points at someone mostly at random.

2. Closed to Beleth

Beleth Ashara. It is an elfy name. Thor holds his misgivings close to his chest as he leads the way up the stairs as directed. Has the Inquisition already started its fall? What aid will they be in the fight against Corypheus and the Venatori if they've begun to falter? They are questions he'll ask his brother later. For now, he's approaching the open door of an office and knocking hard on it, breaking into a wide smile despite his assumption proving true.

"Greetings! I am Thor of House Asgard, this is my brother Loki, and we are here to join the Inquisition! I have papers of introduction from my father." With full confidence he holds them out. There is no way an elf could find fault or flaw in the words of Odin.

3. Open - In Hightown

Kirkwall is...tolerable, in the right light and in the right neighborhood. Where the docks and the lower levels of the city had been unbearably diverse and grimy, the finer neighborhoods are far less of both. Hightown is decorous, lovely, and well manicured. The air is clearer, the sun is brighter, and there many, many fewer of the lower classes meandering about. It isn't Tevinter but, overall, it's not a terrible place to spend a few months...or however long this whole situation takes to resolve.

It can't be terribly long, not once they've contributed their own talents to the cause.

"I imagine the view would be excellent if we can see that portion of the harbor," Loki comments and gestures down toward the sprawling ocean view beyond. It is mostly obscured by mansions. Mansions that Loki would like to own in the near future (ideally to demolish to construct a proper villa, but that was a plan for another day).

"What say you, brother, shall we purchase that one?" Loki asks and Thor, at his side. Thor, to his credit, takes a moment to peer at the house, to give it a proper amount of scrutiny, and then all but shouts:

"Yes! I like it! We shall take it!"

The owners, leaving their house and headed toward the market, seem utterly confused by the announcement.

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[hwaaaitsme]

Loki hasnt lived as long as he has, being as flambouyant and incendiary as he is, by failing to notice assassins when they're following him. This one is exceptionally skilled, Loki hadnt detected him until well into their foray into Hightown, but he had kept track of him since. When h3 steps from the shadow, making his approach obvious, Loki doesnt react at all. In fact, when he addresses the man it is as though he had been walking side by side with them the whole trip.

"That depends entirely upon how moneyed one is and we...well, let us say we are well within that category. Now ai do like this one quite a lot but there was the other, the one with the black gates and gold decorations. It was very Orlesian--do you recall it, Thor?"

He looks at the assassin. Wearing a hood and mask. Subtle.

"Do you think the view was as good? I am uncertain if it was obstructed or not."

[thorndergod]

Thor startles, turning in surprise. This is yet another reason he brought his brother along. On the field he'd see anyone moving around, but skulking around a city in the dark can make someone nearly invisible. He recovers quickly, though, and smiles at the approaching man.

"We will make it worth it for them if they have a price," he says with confidence. They would not be putting someone out on the street. "If they do not have a price, there are other houses."

Speaking of other houses, Thor looks back the direction they came as if he could see that house from now. "It would do as well. I do not expect to spend a lot of time inside, looking out of the windows, and it had enough space." For him, for Loki, for... servants.

[outil]

Carefully, he watches Loki's behavior, noting how he lacked surprise at Thane's presence. It seems he shouldn't underestimate him, though as far as Thor goes, he's a warrior for the field -- not for people who stalk the shadows.

Thor smiles, Loki continues with a certain smooth arrogance.

"The view is admirable, if one must require it," Thane replies carefully. A clean view is also a clean way to get inside of a home, if needed.

Addressing Thor, the assassin nods. "Then you may find some open to your gold, should you carry enough of it. Even these days, enough people answer to it before anything else. If I may, this is your first time seeing Kirkwall?"

[thorndergod]

Just barely he keeps his hand from going to one of the purses he's wearing. Someone who appears from the dark might be looking for an easy mark and Thor likes to be a challenge, likes to have a challenge. Right after the thought occurs to him, though, he frowns. They'd been addressed by their house but the masked man doesn't know this is their first time here? Who is he?

"It is," Thor confirms, "and you seem to have us at an advantage. Who are you? Have you been to Tevinter?"

[hwaaaitsme]

"He is an assassin, brother," Loki answers drolly. "Else a very skilled thief."

Loki regards the hooded man with a slow, calculating look. He is lithe, quiet, and has an odd air about him. It is hard to place and that, at least, has Loki's full attention. If he had been hired to kill them, he is doing a spectacularly poor job of it--and so his mission must be otherwise.

"Yes I am curious as well, tell me, have you ever been to Minrathous? Or perhaps Val Royeaux and the grand ballrooms of Orlais? You move very softly, too softly for the Free Marches."