Project Haven: Kirkwall Outreach [open]

[venenifer]

WHO: Brother Gideon, everyone who signed up, anyone who wants to join without signing up
WHAT: A mobile Chantry service in Lowtown. (FREE FOOD)
WHEN: end of Cloudreach
WHERE: the Lowtown market square
NOTES:

I. READINGS

A small podium has been set up for speakers, who have been given passages from the Canticle of Andraste (keeping it simple) to read aloud to the slowly gathering crowd. They rotate through, starting with Brother Gideon on the first verse, then Wysteria, then Warden Adrasteia, then Seeker Tiffany, followed by any other volunteers who happened to show up at the last minute.

There are a fair number of listeners, but it's also safe to say many are simply here for the food.

II. PANCAKES

When not reading, Tiffany is in charge of making and doling out pancakes, with Maud (and anyone else) assisting her. They have brought down a single brazier that she can use for cooking more, as long as the dough holds out. This is far and away the most popular section of the gathering, and no doubt struggle to keep up with the clamoring hands.

Security are asked to keep a particular eye on them, and to help maintain order.

III. DONATIONS

Lazar will, perhaps, disappointed to find that most donations come in the form of used clothing, toys, and equipment; it's Lowtown, after all, and there isn't a lot of coin to spare.
At least one street urchin, perhaps misunderstanding the purpose of the collection, tries to make off with an item that is, at least in theory, completely available to them. Whether someone decides to do anything about it is their choices.

IV. OTHER

Brother Gideon himself is looking rather on the overwhelmed side, but is keeping it together well enough. Anyone approaching him to ask for direction or delegation is at risk of being snapped at, but this is likely only because he's quite invested in the event running smoothly.

V. AFTER

After the crowd has dispersed and the cleanup is done, Brother Gideon exhaustedly beckons everyone toward one of many hole in the wall dining establishments with the promise of reward in the form of free dinner.
Free for them, at least.

He still doesn't look that enthusiastic, but it's safe to say he never does.

Comments

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[fairforce]

"They really aren't very clever. Blatant, if anything."

Tiffany is there for extra muscle, clad in light armor and towering over the children crowding the donations. A smudge of flour on her cheek diminishes some of her mien of intimidation, but that's quite all right, as the Sister seems perfectly capable of managing on her own.

She picks up a little doll with a wooden head and a green kirtle. "Then again, if they're able to get any money for these, I'd say they'd have earned it."

[okayimin]

"I've stitched a few of 'em before, they think that means they've got leeway," she says, making eye contact with a similarly branded dwarf who slides away once they get a lay of the tables contents.

"And I don't reckon it's money some of 'em are after anyhow," she says, settling back, "And if they are, they're clever enough not to get caught." Have there been any tiny pickpockets slipping among the rabble? Who knows.

[fairforce]

"What else would they be after?"

Tiffany watches the kids melt into the crowd, fitting themselves in seamlessly between people. They could be pickpockets. She left anything worth picking behind, realistic about where she'd be spending her day. Her sense of charity is no less for it. You don't blame a child for becoming a thief when their circumstances have pushed them to it.

[okayimin]

She knows it's an innocent question, but still. She tips her head back to give the Seeker a look.

"Why would someone who's accustomed to nothing steal something that might keep them warm."

A grubby hand slips a pair of shoes off the table as another surge of bodies pushes past. Sawbones does not move, but her gaze is hard on Tiffany.

[fairforce]

Tiffany glances over, and very nearly flinches. She can handle a lot. That sort of look isn't something easily handled.

"Oh," she says, a beat later, as she realizes her mistake, "but I didn't mean-- No. You're right. Of course that's very true. I apologize, I wasn't thinking."

[okayimin]

Sawbones nods with a hum. It's dangerously close to approving.

"So long as you remember to think. Especially here. The Chantry's recent efforts in Kirkwall have been nothing short of miserable and I'm not having any of it from our end."