[closed] family meeting

[doneisdone]

WHO: Wardens!
WHAT: mother wants a word
WHEN: now
WHERE: the Warden office
NOTES: will update as needed

They were all alerted of the meeting time beforehand, with no particular urgency (but they better be there all the same). Teren is at her desk when they enter, and she stands with the air of someone who's about to deliver important information but isn't interested in making any long-winded speeches.

"All our mages have gone their own way," she announces with no preamble, "which means the days of expecting Anders or Inessa to magick your limbs back on are over. I expect everyone,"

She reaches into a drawer and begins to withdraw a line of little flasks containing a red liquid. "...to carry at least two healing potions on your person at all times. Won't stop your guts falling out, but might keep you alive till we can get you to a proper healer."

Portioning out two each, she scoots the vials toward each Warden present.

"This also means we're more bloody cautious, we don't pick fights we can't win, we don't find traps by stepping on them," she cuts her eyes briefly to Alistair, "we use our heads or we lose them. Any questions."

After a moment, she glances between Ashen and Ellis. "And welcome." except ellis