closed | landsmeet!

[cozen]

WHO: Bastien, Benedict, Byerly, Gela, Josias, Tiffany
WHAT: Riftwatch goes to the Landsmeet and (hopefully) unmasks an aspiring Venatori king.
WHEN: Nowish
WHERE: Denerim
NOTES: OOC post! Starters/dividers will be in the comments after we discuss.

When anyone in Ferelden speaks of "going to the city," they inevitably mean Denerim. There is no other place in the kingdom which rivals it: Not in size, population, wealth, or importance. It is the seat of the Theirin family, the capital of Ferelden, the largest seaport, and, by ancient tradition, the meeting place of the Landsmeet—an annual council for which all the nobles of Ferelden gather, held for almost three thousand years except odd interruptions during Blights and invasions. The sight of a king asking for—and working to win—the support of "lesser" men is a source of constant wonder to foreign ambassadors.

Comments

[altusimperius]

"It's all disgusting," he whines, allowing himself to be steered away, perhaps secretly pleased that someone has taken such an interest in what is obviously his impeccable taste.

"No, I'm dying. This is going to kill me. Not a single decent weaver in this whole country."

[sprent]

Yes, it's fun isn't it? Gela chuckles at his dramatics, bolstering him with a squeeze, "There are! You're not lookin' in the right places, is all."

Benedict will find that her personal style is far different to his own, and soon. For now, Gela says conversationally, "You've been here before? I came in from the Coastlands, never made it down to Ferelden. It's..."

We-ell, "The mountains are incredible."

rises from the dead

[altusimperius]

"Not long enough to visit properly," he sniffs, as though there's such a thing as properly visiting Ferelden, but there it is. "What are the right places, then?"