The Days That Bind Us 2: Still Bound

[exequy]

WHO: Mages, anyone else who cares
WHAT: Give us liberty or give us potatoes, or: a most noble strike for a most noble purpose, or: pissy mage babies throw a tantrum
WHEN: 14-19 Cloudreach 9:44
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: This is for consolidating RP regarding the strike. Your character doesn't have to be striking themselves to top-level or tag around, as long as it's tangentially related.

The morning of Cloudreach 14, with minimal fanfare, a significant fraction of the Circle mages working with the Inquisition across Thedas stops showing up for work. On the other hand, a significant fraction doesn't stop. But the not-working fraction is significant enough to cause problems, and for the Inquisition to not delay or prolong the discussions already set to take place at Skyhold with a few representatives of the aggrieved mages and a number of Templar and Chantry representatives.

In the Gallows, most of the mages who are refusing to work relocate—voluntarily, unless being scowled at by Kostos Averesch qualifies as being forced against one's will—to the dusty recruits' quarters in the former Templar tower for an indefinite, politicized slumber party, featuring uncomfortable bunk beds and a lot of unseasoned starches. For a cause.

ooc | Remember that striking characters are generally losing access to confidential information, Inquisition equipment or materials, and any amenities, comforts, or privileges beyond the "plain potatoes for dinner" and "not thrown out into the streets" level.

Comments

[circleprodigy]

It's sometime early in the evening when Inessa returns to their temporary quarters, letting Garahel wander while she gets settled in as long as he's not being a pest. The mabari pauses by Audra and wags his tail at her, looking hopeful and waiting until he has some sign before being an affectionate cuddlebug. Meanwhile, his mistress emerges from behind the changing screen and heads over to the stand where her enchanted teapot and cups are set.

"Would you care for a cup, Audra?"

[winterwinds]

Audra is always happy to see the mabari and puts aside the book she's reading to pat the cot, letting him right up and mostly into her lap so she can give his belly a good scratch. She looks up in the midst of spoiling the warhound to Inessa, a smile on her face.

"Tea would be lovely, thank you Inessa."

[circleprodigy]

Yay, what a good friend! Garahel happily joins Audra and rolls onto his back, wiggling in glee at all the belly-rubbing. Inessa eyes him for a moment to ensure that he's not crushing Audra before pouring the tea and heading over with two steaming cups, offering one.

"It's just plain tea, I'm afraid. Sugar and cream are luxuries to us now, at least for a little while."