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[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders, Casimir, Colin, Finel, Merrill, Myrobalan
WHAT: There's one viable Divine candidate. Time to try to help
WHEN: Around now?
WHERE: Kirkwall and also whereever the heck Elise is hanging out
NOTES: N/A.

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[aestivation]

The nerve in his temple beats a silent percussion against the discussion, but there's a certain optimism inherent to this venture. Call it guilt (he's worked on worse here), or only possibility: Progress in this could help many more than the Grand Cleric.

He lifts head from hand in acknowledgment, the gesture sweeping vague.

"There have been, that is to say there has been work done. I believe we acquired some notes from a Circle enchanter." Believes they're a bit higher up than that, but no point in specificity — "I cannot speak to their rigour, but they describe a similar attempt to steady the. Ah, the imbalances of age."

A nod to Colin, Merrill.

"But those are," Nevarran: "Manifold. It strikes me that, hm, that the manner of balance lies in question. A more energetic mind is not a more settled one. To the extent herbal remedies might, ah, might pacify inconstancies of mood they may not improve — I cannot find the word. Am I correct,"

To Anders.

"That you would prioritize sharpness of mind?"

Over stability.