Divine Intervention | CLOSED

[wythersake]

WHO: Ilias, Thranduil & Isaac
WHAT: You put your Right Hand in, you take your Right Hand out.
WHEN: This month.
WHERE: Val Royeaux.
NOTES: Full OOC info. IC announcement later in the month.

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[wythersake]

"That distance will close." Ilias is right, so he can't just say that. Independent thinking. "Through the Chantry, and our own people. Order, determination, innovation is fit for a banner. It won't hold ground."

It isn't the loud voices they should be entirely worried about. The barking matters, so do the teeth; too often, two different dogs.

"Our separation makes certain, unsanctioned action more —" A gesture. "— Definitive. And messages will travel by more than raven."

Justinia used Circle sendings before the Inquisition. With the Inquisition now, what are the odds the Chantry have no crystals between them?

"Having a position lets you disavow those who move outside it."

[rowancrowned]

He itches to set himself to the work that will only be possible after Corypheus' death. How odd impatience feels on him, but he is no longer what he was, and it has become more comfortable with time.

Thranduil takes his glass and settles back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other.

"Do we even have banners yet?" Surely it is a task to which his own wife and de la Fontaine might be set.

So which is the bigger threat? Their own people, or the Chantry? The Inquisition was, perhaps, right to allow them the chance to cut themselves off. He twists the stem between his fingers. There is no point in speaking when he has little to add, wary of ears or of his own thoughts.

Carefully, "And we are not yet disavowed."

They could have been proposed much harsher terms, or none at all.

[libratus]

"The war is the Divine's priority," is sighed. Or she surely would have no reason to hesitate. This is not, by Ilias's estimation, a sign of any real hope for the dissolution of Circles; only that the Divine recognizes the necessity of avoiding making unnecessary enemies, Riftwatch among them. A stayed sentence, not clemency. Time. (A shame to waste it.)

But the Provost's slight withdrawal leaves him unanchored. Lacking in convenient opportunities for transference. Fingers drum.

"If we were to take a position in favor of Circles," Cast in Isaac's direction, a hook on new ice, "We lose -- what, a third of our number? More?"

Which leaves the opposite. The arch of a brow is more direct. Is that what you want?

[wythersake]

"More." This time, he holds the glance. "Those who would remain already have incentive."

Those who favour the Chantry (those who don't care). Ears can travel, too.

"There will be assumptions made," To Thranduil now. "About your stance. They cannot be avoided, least when they become a matter of law. I would sooner have them said for myself."