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[spellshatter]

WHO: Alistair, Jehan, Kostos, Silas, you?????
WHAT: Open post for Silas, catch-all for everyone else.
WHEN: Throughout Cloudreach 9:44
WHERE: Mostly the Gallows probably
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[spellshatter]

He doesn't wear the Templar's uniform very often anymore—not as a rule, when the Inquisition needs people matching, when that's the whole point of the word uniform. They're all in this together and so on. So he keeps his Templar plate in a chest, waiting for this war to end and the old one to start again, and in the meantime wears a tunic around the Gallows, like someone who isn't expecting a fight.

Other than that, it feels a lot like being back in a Circle, if a Circle went mad, and let people come and go as they pleased, and gave demons not only access to the library books but oversight of the entire library.

Not his business.

His business is smaller things. He's nursing an injured hand still, most often wrapped in bandages to keep the salve on his skin from smearing on anything he touches, but occasionally let out for air and curious flexing, making sure the burn scars—ones that originally nearly knit his fingers together entirely, like lava—aren't going to limit his ability to keep his grip on a sword. In the meantime he practices with the other hand, just in case, and occasionally wanders through to the healers to wiggle his fingers for someone else. He keeps a noticeable eye on rifters and mages, not venom or suspicion so much as the watchful habit of a parent whose own kids have grown but who will never stop instinctively making sure nearby children don't try to eat rocks or pick up any knives. (Or eat knives. You never know.) And he spends a fair amount of time standing outside the doors to the room where the recovered phylacteries are being held, cutting his nails with a knife or reading—finding out what all the fuss about that Tethras is—and ignoring anyone who doesn't pass by too many times or stop to linger.