Who'd win in a fight? Outta everyone.

SUBJECT: Forgetti Plot
PARTICIPANTS: Ennaris Tavane, Julius, Clarisse la Rue, Viktor, Bastien, Isaac + Riftwatch at large
CLASSIFICATION: Public
DATE FILED: After Isaac’s return, as an addendum to whatever more official thing got said before then.
STATUS: Complete
SUMMARY: A team went to Orlais to shut down a Venatori weapons project. Though they stopped the project, a magical side effect made everyone in Riftwatch forget who they were. It mostly wore off.

REPORT:

( the first draft )

[ the first draft doesn't make it to filing. instead: ]

I honestly can’t recall.

– Enchanter Isaac, 9:51 Dragon

NEXT STEPS:

• Tread carefully with time magic
• Keep an eye on Western Orlais
• Examine the response to the incident
• Weave friendship bracelets or whatever

NOTES & LINKS: OOC Post, Network, Log, Isaac Log

In light of recent events –

[ weird way to say 'thank you for not leaving me in a swamp' but ok ]

I've compiled a list of external healers willing to work with us. They are few, and expensive, and I therefore think it also worth identifying those mages within Riftwatch able to lend emergency aid. If you've facility with regeneration or sedation, we could use the hands.

Contact me directly. I'm not naming anyone without a look at what you can do.

To wit, I'm certain it's time to call for another round of general volunteers. Whether you can stitch a wound, or care to learn, bother Strange about it. He's in charge.

[ air quotes. ]

[There's always work to do, so lazy weekend mornings aren't really a thing for Riftwatch. But you have to take breaks sometime, and the late morning with spring sunlight streaming through the window seems as good a time as any. Or so your provost thinks, evidently.]

Hey everyone. No division head business right now, just wondering. Things fall through rifts now and then. If you could pick something — inanimate object, no people or pets — to turn up from your home world, what would you pick?

Given my well-known, longstanding and committed relationship with our division microscope, I'm not gonna begrudge you something you could use for work if you lean that way. But also live a little if you want to. Like, it's definitely not practical, but man, I'd love a windsurfing board. Getting it back to Kirkwall from wherever the rift is might suck, but totally worth it.

Good morning. I thought I would share some updates on the state of our reputation.

The best news first: out of twenty-seven mentions in this batch of periodicals, twenty of those referenced us in passing and as if there is nothing strange about us whatsoever. That is an improvement. There was a time half of those would have added, parenthesis, an assortment of demons and heretics, close parenthesis, to make sure their readers could follow their meaning. Now we are simply Riftwatch. They expect people to know what that means — which does not mean no one thinks we are demons and heretics. Of course. But they are being reminded less frequently.

Which does unfortunately lead me to Senior Enchanter Verain, formerly of the Circle in Montsimmard, who published an essay in L'hebdomadaire about the state of Thedas in general and gave us an entire paragraph.

[ He clears his throat and takes on the distinct cadence of a Dramatic Reading. ]

These monstrous threats to our safety and security are nothing new, but I am astonished, dismayed, and confounded by our acceptance of monstrous heroes. Even among my own friends, who I once thought the pinnacle of reason, discernment, and steadfast belief in the tenants of the Chant of Light, and in fact befriended because of these qualities, there are those who are shockingly content to trust the fabric of the Veil to creatures who can be nothing but demons and people who have done nothing but enable them. It is no wonder that our dereliction of our own duty in this matter has led us to this devastating moment of truth, dangling from a precipice by grip of a single finger as the Veil and the entire order of our world unravel and rot before our eyes, but I must nevertheless maintain a desperate hope that we will rise to the occasion and not permit these self-professed saviors and secret saboteurs to deliver the killing blow.

So, [ drama over, ] if everyone could stop acting demonic in public, I would appreciate it. But I do like the part where he wants other people to do anything to help. Maybe we should invite him for dinner or something. Do any of you mages know him? Has he always mixed his metaphors?

Here, this one is better, though. Local. An anonymous gossip pamphlet floating around Hightown this week. It says, To the long list of things for which we owe Riftwatch our gratitude, we must add the facades and physiques of their membership. I find myself making excuses to wander into parts of our city I would normally never be spotted, hoping for a glimpse of young brunette ladies who could so clearly lift me above their heads if given cause — which I am happy to provide if any would like to reach out to my publisher and arrange a rendezvous — and one of my dear friends' desire to train a spyglass on the harbor and search for the dark-haired elven man in their ranks, I believe, is single-handedly keeping a local glassworker in business.

Not everyone has lost sight of what is important in the world, you see.

The rest of these are pretty dull, but I am bookmarking our mentions and filling a shelf in the library in case anyone is curious.

SUBJECT: Julius identified several potential avenues for pressuring Cedric Marquette to stop working with the Venatori. Pick one or more of these individuals and see if either honey or vinegar works.

PARTICIPANTS: Julius, Gela, Isaac
CLASSIFICATION: Public
DATE FILED: Backdated pre-Forgetti
STATUS: Complete, tags potentially ongoing
SUMMARY:

The team identified two of Marquette's minor enemies, and introduced them at a party. Love – or at least revenge – blossomed. Their combined attempts to ruin his reputation will hopefully get bigger fish involved.

REPORT:

DARLING, are you Alexis Sauvageot? Because we’re supplying you with critical secrets.

LOVE BUG, are you Taletha Kell? Because you're going to destroy Marquette's reputation for us.

HONEYBEE, are you a burgeoning power couple in the pillaged treasure scene? Because I last saw you furiously entangled on the bench of a pianoforte.

MANTIDFLY, are you a closely-trusted cousin to famed dealer Philippe Girard? Because I have a letter from your personal assistant, inquiring after times to meet.

SCORPION-WASP, are you a Seneschal or Trademaster? Because you ought to go to this thing instead of me.

[ a list of meeting times is enclosed ]

NEXT STEPS:

Follow the happy couple's success or failure

Feed them any further information

Monitor Marquette's response

NOTES & LINKS: War table, Log

First aid demo's shirtless, yeah?