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Cecil Gershwin Palmer ([personal profile] mostlyvoid) wrote in [community profile] faderift2015-12-25 09:40 pm

But despite what you've been told

WHO: Cecil, Kevin, Sherlock, Maxwell, Korrin, Lenneth
WHAT: Four brave Inquisition members go to rescue a group of very odd people
WHEN: the next few days
WHERE: on the edge of Emprise
NOTES: Rescuers feel free to use the ooc post here to plot out how you want the rescue to go down. Feel free to make up camp details/NPC actions. Action will be split into three main threads: Captive chatter, rescue, and travelling (both coming and going). Rescue will be a group log, but for the others feel free to do one-on-one threads.




The report’s directions are clear, at least, which is good - how else would the scouts be able to find the camp in this cold, desolate landscape. Snow as far as the eye can see, but there are great red shards of lyrium breaking through the ground. The only sounds are the grunting noise of red Templars stalking their way through the construction site echos along the frozen grounds, and the freezing wind that bites through skin and fur alike.

Scattered among these fearsome foes are cages. They look almost like caravans - giant cages on wheels, with cowering, shivering figures within. A few elves, primarily humans, all cold and hungry and uncertain about their fate.

Within one of these cages, a tattoo-covered human is conducting interviews.

seesobserves: (climbing the furniture)

[personal profile] seesobserves 2016-01-06 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Sherlock didn't dawdle in opening up the third and final cage, but there was a decidedly more relaxed air to the way he popped open and removed the lock, then swung open the door.

The others could debate the merits of carrying red lyrium back to Skyhold itself. Sherlock wouldn't be getting any closer to the stuff than he had to. While they spoke, he went for the nearest stack of trunks and supplies, on the hunt for anything useful he could grab before they made their exit.
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[personal profile] dreadinquisitor 2016-01-06 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
The Templars finished, Maxwell slipped his bow back over his shoulders and, after a glance over the prisoners to make sure they'd all made it out with no extra appendages, he slipped down to the camp proper to rejoin his team. Just in time to see Lenneth kicking at the lyrium.

"Be careful around that, I've seen what it can do, up close." He still saw the body sometimes in his sleep. "But if we can transport it safely, I think they're looking for some to study."