Into the DANGER ZONE

[faderifting]

WHO: All Rifters + the 7 natives who signed up
WHAT: Searching the ruins of Haven for survivors, an Inquisition crew finds something strange. And demons. It's kind of scary that the demons aren't the strange thing.
WHEN: Third week of Harvestmere, 9:41
WHERE: Haven
NOTES: We've broken rifters and rescuers (or "rescuers") into two groups. This log has an arrival comment for each group--you can start smaller subthreads beneath those rather than try to have an eight- or nine-person log, just incorporate surrounding chaos/fighting--and a third top-level set for the whole group's journey back to Skyhold

You were asleep-- deeply or fitfully, for the last time or just resting your eyes for a moment-- and then you were not. And wherever you were was not, anymore, replaced by nothing but the sensation of falling, tumbling into endless, bottomless nothing. If this were still a dream, you would wake before you hit the ground. You can't die in a dream, they say. In some worlds.

But there's no waking here, just a flare of green-white light and a jarring impact, barely softened by snow that lies a foot deep with an icy crust that cracks beneath the force of your landing. The wind is biting cold, the sun is bright, and you are not alone. Others thud to the ground nearby, as bewildered as you, and others run up who look no less confused for having their feet beneath them.

You are also not as you were: in the palm of your left hand there glows a narrow splinter of light the same sickly green as whatever brought you here. It aches, a bone-deep pain that gnaws even through all the distractions. Like that you're being attacked by monsters, some tall, spindly stick-things with too many eyes, some hunched and hooded with no eyes at all.

Welcome to Thedas!

Comments

[wontforgetyou]

"You could?"

Even with Cole understanding that he's not a demon, that's a bit of a surprise He's been thinking that he'll have to figure out how to help here on his own, and the offer, while unexpected, is welcome. Enough so, in fact, that it prompts a grateful smile.

"Aye, well. I think you could be right, and...I'll admit, I'd not mind lending a hand here. If you'd be willing to do that, I'd appreciate it. When do we get started?"

[colecomfort]

"When we're back at Skyhold." Cole offers him a small smile. The next thing he says lands somewhere between an expression of comfort and an echo:

"Don't worry, Jamie. Finish your tea and go back to sleep."

[wontforgetyou]

The first part he wasn't surprised to hear. There wasn't too much that they'd be able to do on the way anyway, so getting back to Skyhold first made sense. The next part is the one that throws him - enough so that he winds up doing a double take, glancing around him in complete confusion as he looks for something that isn't there at all.

"...What? I don't have any tea."