The Oaths You Have Taken [Closedish]

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WHO: The Wardens of the Inquisition
WHAT: The Wardens have a meeting to discuss various important subjects.
WHEN: Guardian 15 (ish)
WHERE: In the middle of a large clearing near Skyhold.
NOTES: The announcement of the meeting here.

The meeting place may seem like an odd location, but one thing is pretty clear--Anyone approaching the group will have to cross some very open terrain. The location isn't too hard to spot. Kaisa has used the space the bonfire had once been to construct a much more modest campfire, then managed to drag a half dozen benches out to circle it. There's a table nearby with the promised food--a couple plates of cookies and other pastries, some sausage and smoked meats, cheese, and bread to put it all on. While alcohol might have been appreciated, the subjects that need discussed are too important to attempt while intoxicated. Instead, there's several pitchers, some with apple cider, some with tea, one with plain old water.

Kaisa will be sitting on one of the benches as people trail over, sipping some cider and making small talk until everyone gets there. She's got paper and a pen, and will be trying to take notes on everything discussed. Though she'll be happy to fob the job off on anyone who would rather do it instead.

Comments

Information-Are we all dying or what.

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"I know that Senior Warden Nathaniel and Warden Bethany have some pretty serious news that we should all hear." Kaisa nods to the two of them. "But from what I've heard, other people have been doing research as well. As for me, I don't have much to contribute. All I can tell you is that the tavern talk in Ferelden is grim. Wardens vanishing isn't good news for anyone. And..." She hesitates, rubbing the shaved side of her head. "The further away from Orlais I got, the quieter the Calling was. It wasn't ever gone, but it wasn't nearly as obnoxious. I don't know what that would mean, though."

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"Please, just Nathaniel is plenty of syllables." Nathaniel rubs the bridge of his nose. "Clarel isn't the only one giving orders. Bethany and I learned of a Tevinter magister--Livius Erimond is his name. We infiltrated a Warden camp in Orlais and found notes. Disturbing ones. Erimond is no Warden, but he is giving a great many orders to them. He has Clarel's trust. He seems to be advising her, and his executive power comes from her. The last we knew, he was going to break off from the main force and head deeper into the Western Approach with a number of Wardens. The rest of the force is headed for Adamant. I do not like the look of him. He claimed to be helping Clarel, but with what motivation? Who approached who? If he approached her, how did he know about the situation, and if she approached him, what made her choose a Tevinter magister of all people?"