Adele LeBlanc (
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[ OPEN ] Now I need to grease a palm
WHO: Adelaide LeBlanc & You
WHAT: Letters & a Loot Crate
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Political Pandering
WHAT: Letters & a Loot Crate
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Political Pandering
[ Courtyard ]
The letters she'd expected more or less. Those from her family she certainly expected. The note from Baron Jean Bonnot less so- but she might as well see if there was anything particularly terrible that was worth mocking in the latest note. When she was asked to sign for something Adelaide grew concerned, but did so. And found herself in the possession of an unwieldy crate stamped with her family crest- at least the courier was kind enough to leave her a crow bar before shuffling off for a hot meal and a quick rest. Stacks of letters in her hands she hasn't even gotten around to reading but this? Needs investigation. She can be found attempting to pry the lid off the crate and failing due to a lack of proper leverage. Assistance would be lovely.
Once open the contents of the Crate are as follows:
- A small case of horn balm
- Assorted carvings of Halla
- Assorted carvings of griffons
- An hourglass with heavy templar/chantry iconography
- A set of ornate pens
- A bagged pipe in Plaidwave
- An assortment of small bottles of Orlesian Wine
- Contracts for litters of Mabari from the Lowell family
- Assorted small fine cheeses
- A box of assorted chocolates
- Assorted stationary & inks
- Assorted oils for leathers & Polish for armor
- A tome on Magical Theory
- A few small bags of coffee beans
- Maps for the Inquisition & Trade Agreements with the branches of the LeBlanc family
- Rifter Care Packages containing:
- Tins of biscuits
- Packets of bagged tea
- A written pamphlet 'Welcome to Thedas- a primer' a basic rundown of races, countries, the chantry, some loose and very simplified notations on mages & templars; all biased heavily by Orlesian sentiment.
- Salve for the aching hand
- Woolen knit socks
- A smaller package wrapped separately for Adelaide alone.
Adelaide will spend the remainder of the afternoon distributing the tokens of support from the branches of her family to their intended recipients, Dalish, Vashoth, Qunari, Templar, Mage, Scholar, Rifter, etc. Afterward she will take the case for herself and get a much needed drink to read her letters.
[ Tavern. ]
Once everything is distributed to her satisfaction or at least to the best of her ability, Adelaide spends a well earned evening in the tavern, glass of wine at her elbow, looking over a series of letters from her family and from the Baron, catching up on news of the world beyond Skyhold, why she received a crate of what was effectively sanctioned bribery, and trying to decide if opening that last little case is worth the trouble.
[ ooc: Loot for the loot god- swing by and grab swag. ]
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"It doesn't surprise me that they'd wish to spoil you, my dear. They must truly dote on you to have sent so great a package."
She does rather wonder if they've tucked away a potential suitor; it's a remarkably large crate.
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Adelaide reads over her mother's elegant scrawl for a moment, brows rising higher and higher with each itemized notation as to what went where.
"She's sent some things for you, actually. Among others but- one day I shall tire of being right. It is not today."
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Her face softens and while she doesn't get physically demonstrative, Vivienne's tone drops into so gentle a modulation it might as well be a light touch on the shoulder. "I couldn't possibly accept unless I've your assurance that there are gifts included to spoil and dote on a beloved daughter." It's tacky for someone to send bribes through their family without seeing to the care and nurture of said family.
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And now this.
Honestly it's a bit blatant even for her, but perhaps it is meant as an attempt to have Adelaide take initiative. "I assure you, they have sent a whole package. Gregoire warns me it is full of gowns I'll likely have no time to wear. Something of my mother's opinion I ought to dress to suit my station."
A thought she is still coming to terms with, truly.
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There is a soft hum from Vivienne and she steps closer, not wishing to be overheard. "There may yet be call for you to have a wardrobe of gowns, my dear. The Inquisition is still in its infancy and if we are to establish it as a power capable of dealing with threats to humanity, we shall have to present ourselves as a respectable organization. Meeting the needs of so many people will demand that we convince the nobility that their coin is well spent with us." Truth be told, Vivienne's rather hoping to convince Adelaide to help her entertain some nobles who still need convincing.
"You do seem rather hurt though, darling. Is there anything I may do for you?"
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more dumped.
"From what my younger brother has written they are quite extensive and very of the season. Though as I've not been to Val Royeaux in some time I cannot say how well I know what that might be. Honestly- if you would not mind helping me find my feet in this- in the Game as I apparently must? I would be most grateful."
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"Of course I'll help you, darling. I wouldn't dream of leaving you to flounder and drown in the waters." Some people, she would. Adelaide? Never. And not even for her familial connections.