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- { adelaide leblanc },
- { alayre sauveterre },
- { beleth ashara },
- { benevenuta thevenet },
- { bruce banner },
- { christine delacroix },
- { cole },
- { cremisius aclassi },
- { cullen rutherford },
- { cyril ashara },
- { dorian pavus },
- { eirlys ancarrow },
- { ellana ashara },
- { gavin ashara },
- { gorse hissera-iss },
- { isabela },
- { kas },
- { kitty },
- { korrin ataash },
- { lace harding },
- { maxwell trevean },
- { merrick },
- { merrill },
- { pel },
- { rafael },
- { salvatore },
- { samouel gareth },
- { taashath },
- { varric tethras },
- { zevran arainai }
Skyhold
WHO: Anyone & everyone
WHAT: Open post for business as usual around Skyhold
WHEN: The first couple weeks of Harvestmere, 9:41 (aka October)
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Please mark any necessary content warnings in thread subject lines. Also, make sure to check out the other log posts already made!
WHAT: Open post for business as usual around Skyhold
WHEN: The first couple weeks of Harvestmere, 9:41 (aka October)
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Please mark any necessary content warnings in thread subject lines. Also, make sure to check out the other log posts already made!
Far from the glamorous adventurous world-saving people signed up for, most of the hustle and bustle in Skyhold at present is cleaning. The Great Hall is a disaster, and crews are assigned to haul out the cracked and rotting planks fallen from the wide-open roof, and tear down the vines covering the walls. Ivy encrusts the main staircase outside and many of the fortress walls and is cleared in section while other groups assess or begin shoring up the stonework as it's revealed. There are scaffolding to build, materials to sort, crates to unload, tents to stitch together or set-up, and on and on and on, endless mundane chores vital to the survival of the organization.
When not hard at work, people cluster around fires across the courtyards. Many mingle freely, going about their business, running errands and messages, planning scouting missions, tallying up supplies, distributing or playing with the sending crystals that were found in a basement vault and which a group of mages have just today finished preparing for use. Once a good number have been passed around and the first Inquisition-wide transmission made messages start being broadcast; maybe you can help someone out.
The rebel mages and renegade templars mainly keep to themselves at opposite sides of the complex given the choice. Mages assist with healing and research and bicker amongst themselves about their options and their fate. Templars help train recruits in swordforms and basic combat techniques or spar with the more advanced and bicker amongst themselves about their options and their fate. Despite having all pledged themselves to the Inquisition, they still feel like separate factions and tension between them is palpable wherever they cross paths.
Like at meals, or the communal message board in the courtyard, or at the Herald's Rest. The mess hall/tavern is so new it still smells of sawdust, and its stock has been limited to one type of strong ale until today, when a shipment of West Hill brandy has finally arrived. The mood in the place is convivial in celebration of that, but there's still plenty of muttering, especially as the night drags on and the discontented get further into their cups.
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Yeah, I know. I wasn't the best of men myself after I left the Qun. Stereotypes are a dangerous thing, and I'm probably a hypocrite. Still...
[He eyes her staff for a moment, thoughtful.]
...it will take a while for me to get used to it.
[There were a ton of Templars around, thankfully. If something did go wrong, at least there were people here trained to handle it.]
Saarebas are raw power, nothing more. The mages here... you do some impressive things. Training does seem to change things.
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It changes everything, or at least the right training does. Raw power is flashy, but not nearly as useful as power combined with the will to control it properly. And that comes from within, not someone else.
I understand that it'll take time to come around to it, but I'll try to be an example of that. Not just to you, but everyone else here. One more reason to stay put.
[The revenge part is still there, of course, but other reason to tie her fate to the Inquisition keep emerging. She's not fighting it.]
How long ago did you leave? A few years?
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Maybe he could learn to trust unchained mages, but... maybe not while fighting.
When Korrin asks about his run from the Qun, Taas sighs and looks up at the main fortress.]
Seven years. I left after my accident took my hearing... they took me from my purpose, and I couldn't quite handle that.
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You found another one, at least, but that must have been painful. I can't say I envy what you must have gone through, to get to this point. My parents never talk about their time before, but they get that look you had in your eyes when someone mentions Seheron. Sometimes I think I'm better off not knowing.
How well do you hear now? Do you mostly just lip-read?
[This is probably something she should have asked about before, but it's never too late to fix that slip.]
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[He scratches at his stubble a bit, nodding.]
You're definitely better off not knowing the details. They don't put soldiers on Seheron for more than a year or two. It wears you down to the bone to live through the horrors there.
[A pause, and Taas sighs slightly. She had wise parents, at least.]
...yeah, I lipread everything, my hearing is non-existent. Sometimes I have to guess with the context.
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[And she'll make a mental note not to look away when talking to him, since why make his job harder.]
I'm not saying this just to be nice, but I'm baffled that anyone would think you useless just because of that. From what I just saw in the training ring? You can more than hold your own.
...though I have to wonder what sort of system you have for bodyguarding, then.
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[The warrior shrugs again and then gives her a slightly amused look.]
My system? Stay close, read lips. I can sense some vibrations, too, so my employers usually stomp their feet to get my attention.
[He moves his arm, showing her the metal band there.]
...and I have this. It's made by a Tranquil and vibrates if my employer calls my name. Otherwise it's mostly the task of just being there, big and scary and observant.
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Does it vibrate enough to wake you up, if it's a multiple-day engagement? Don't tell me you never sleep.
Hm, so I'm guessing that the sending crystals don't do you much good, then. That's a shame, though perhaps they'll find a way to modify it so it's good for more than transmitting voices.
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Depends on the job. Sometimes I don't sleep, but when I do, this thing does wake me. Thankfully.
[It had been a bit messy one time before he got it. he still got paid, but it had bothered him enough to find a solution.
Her mention of sending crystals confuses Taas a bit, and he gives her a look.]
Sending... crystals? They transmit voices?
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Right. They seem to pass on long-distance verbal messages, though I haven't tested the range. For the most part, I've just heard a few voices from those in or around Skyhold. And one advertisement for the bar, naturally.
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[He runs his fingers over it, thoughtful.]
If I buy you a drink once a week, will you sit and tell me what's been going on in those?
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You have yourself a deal. There isn't much now, but as they get more widely distributed, I bet that'll change.
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It's a deal.
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I should probably return from break before I slow things down, but perhaps tonight...?
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[He steps out of her way with a smile.]
Rain check on tonight, though. Perhaps later this week, when more things have been shared over those items.