Inessa Surana || Inessa Serra (
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faderift2018-05-01 01:32 pm
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Destroy Abandoned Red Lyrium Operation

WHO: Inessa Serra, Kain Ventfort, Carver Hawke, Carver's plus one?
WHAT: With Red Templars moving to the Anderfels, it's left several red lyrium operations abandoned and in need of destruction. The first to be found by Inquisition scouts is a small cave in Ferelden. Several large red lyrium crystals need to be destroyed, and a search done to see if the Red Templars left anything of interest behind before their flight.
WHEN: late Cloudreach (backdated)
WHERE: Ferelden (halfway between the Storm Coast and Crestwood)
NOTES: Assignment is here.
Content warnings to be announced.
WHAT: With Red Templars moving to the Anderfels, it's left several red lyrium operations abandoned and in need of destruction. The first to be found by Inquisition scouts is a small cave in Ferelden. Several large red lyrium crystals need to be destroyed, and a search done to see if the Red Templars left anything of interest behind before their flight.
WHEN: late Cloudreach (backdated)
WHERE: Ferelden (halfway between the Storm Coast and Crestwood)
NOTES: Assignment is here.
Content warnings to be announced.
The influence of the Storm Coast seems to follow the small band of Grey Wardens as they reach the outskirts of the red lyrium mining operation. That is to say, it's eternally damp and drizzling, the sky overcast with clouds that threaten to bring more rain. Inessa does her best to remain stoic, but inwardly she's thinking fondly of her teapot with perpetually hot tea, and how good it will feel to partake after a long day of traveling while drenched.
That will have to wait, however. They're finally here, and it's time to get to work. Turning to her companions, the elven woman nods. "You know the drill. We strike any and all red lyrium we see jutting out from the ground, using the cleansing runes distributed. Take care not to avoid direct exposure, and we should be fine. Also, remain alert to anything else in the area. It's unlikely they abandoned anything of importance, but we can never be too certain. Shall we?"

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Now only if the weather would clear, he'd actually be in something of a good mood. Ah well.
"Yes, let's." His sword's got the rune on it, and he's ready to swing it. "Have there been any sightings of those templars around here? I know they ordered a retreat, but that doesn't mean they all listened."
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"Good, I've been looking forward to this." He frowns, then, taking a closer look around the area, just in case. There's no sign of any incoming problems, at the moment, but they shouldn't drop their guard. "It seems clear, but that doesn't mean much. What I wouldn't give for some Red Templar sensing abilities..."
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"Looks like there's plenty where this came from." Hmmph, good. He raises his sword high above, before slamming it downward on a cluster. It feels so good, smashing this stuff to oblivion.
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"The size of this cave doesn't leave room for doubt; that's all of them. Let's take a look around before we leave, and that will be that." Such a long way for a simple assignment, and yet Inessa doesn't regret it when it means sparing Ferelden one more source of this poison.
[ooc: The letter is to family and can contain whatever you want, as long as it's not vital information.]
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He looks over it, his frown deepening. "Someone wrote a letter to their family." The letter stirs up unease. Thinking of the red templars as monsters beyond saving is much easier than grappling with the thought of some of them still being sane and having family.
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"There's some point of time where their minds are still intact enough to realize their inevitable fate... they don't start out as monsters, after all. They were just people once... like anyone else." He brings his sword down once more on the already-broken lyrium, hiding his unsettled fearfulness with anger.
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She frowns, resting the butt of her staff on the ground. "I'm not certain whether or not it would be a kindness to pass it on to said family. Would you want to know?"
It's not rhetorical; she's honestly curious about a reply and perhaps stalling about forming her own. Kain's words and gestures don't go unnoticed, and she looks over to him in silent sympathy as Garahel whines.
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He doesn't say it lightly, or without prior thought, but it's the truth. Not knowing is torture. It's false hope. It's a lie one must concoct to fill in the holes of one's heart. For a time the truth hurts, but it always works out for the better in the end.
"I can make out some of it. Ferelden. Maybe... South Reach? The blood's covering up some of it."
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"Hm... if there's any sort of hint, that may help in identifying this person... or at least who the letter was intended for..."
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"Perhaps there are signs around us. We should continue to search anyway, so keep an eye out for anything that might be relevant."
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So he starts moving along, keeping an eye out for anything of interest.