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FORM: Sending crystal.
SENDER: Alejandro Borges
RECIPIENT: erryone
WHAT: Smithy lectures, y'anno.
WHEN: Before any Western Approach shit happens.
WHERE: Skyhold. I feel Skyheld.
NOTES: Alejandro's language, the usual.

So cool shit, I'm sure most of you are going to a desert real fuckin' soon. It's gonna be great, you're gonna get a lot of sun, the pasty Orlesians will get sunburnt, and you're all gonna do some stupid shit probably.

No offense meant. We all do stupid shit. If we weren't the Inquisition, everyone would just call us -- I dunno, the Fuck-Arounders. We fuck around. Whatever.

Anyway.

The point is, some pro-tips on armor shit in the desert: you get hot. Shocking, I know. This will extra suck for those of you in leather and plating, so that's like, most of you. If you're wearing leather and you think to yourself I'm gonna dump water on myself so I'll feel cooler. That's fucking stupid, leather shrinks, don't do that.

Wear loose, light clothing when you can. Wear white. Don't go charging in shirtless unless you're Qunari, I guess.

Just fuckin' throwin' that out there.

Hey, Korrin. For the record, I got some shit for you. Stop by the Undercroft when you can.

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But I'm so pretty when I charge in shirtless.

First of all, gross. Second of all, why the fuck are you talking to me.

Because it amuses me to talk to you. Especially when I know I'm out of your reach. How goes fucking around in the Undercroft? I assume you'll be hiding there while the rest of us go to where it's pleasantly warm for a change.

You'll be thrilled to know that I'm going to the Western Approach too, matter of fact. So we'll have some real fuckin' quality time there.

Bethany ever talk to you?

Why are you going there? And while Bethany talks to me a great deal, we've not had any sort of conversation revolving around you. Considering you're encouraging her to charge into places shirtless, we may soon.

No reason to explain to you. I don't answer to you.

Then I gotta say I'm disappointed. [Sadly, he slightly disapproves of Bethany right now.] Which is a norm with Wardens, I guess.

Anyway, that's her business. You, however, can fuck right off. Unless you got actual business, then we aren't exactly on speaking terms.

You guess wrong, but you're wrong about many things so this comes as no surprise. What would come as a surprise is if you'd actually do business with me.

Cute.

Like it or not, you're Inquisition. So as much as I'd rather gargle glass, I'd arm you. Maybe hope you'll get eaten by a dragon or stepped on by a giant, but I'd arm you.

I'm very cute, yes, thank you. I've heard it many times, but one can never hear it often enough. I'm also now surprised. And I'll join you in daydreams of the other being eaten by a dragon or stepped on by a giant.

You'd be a lot cuter if you had a broken jaw and could stop talking.

It's my job, don't be that surprised. Fortunately for you, there are plenty of other smiths around here that would arm you.

Hey, at least we got something in common. Hooray.

You're not the first to think that, and you'll not be the last. Try it again, though, and I will set you on fire. Fair warning.

And there are plenty of other smiths. It would be fun to hire you, however.

Wasn't planning on it. 'Course, you kinda fuckin' egged me on, so that ain't entirely on me, but no, I shouldn't have hit you.

[SIGHS.] And what the fuck would you want to hire me for, Anders?

You did start it. All of your actions are entirely on you, as all of my actions are entirely on me. Or is that not the case? Are our actions not entirely on ourselves? Let's talk of this before we talk of the other.

[Alejandro growls.] I don't know that you wanna go down this fuckin' road, but guess we're already there.

Me hitting you, fine. Entirely on me. I'll own up to that. But you? You're fucking arrogant, pleased with yourself for getting away with what you did and not giving a shit what it did to the rest of us. You already made that clear to me.

Or are you gonna look at me in the face today and tell me you own up to what you did in Kirkwall?

Right, right, wrong, wrong. Explain to me why someone who is fucking arrogant would have any reason to talk to someone who had already made up his mind? I made nothing clear. I simply responded in turn to the way you approached. Would you actually listen and hear a single thing I say? Because I was rather certain you would not, so I didn't waste my time. If I'm wrong, say so. But I don't think I am.

Well you didn't exactly fucking help with that impression!

[He lets out an angry hiss.]

Only if you got something worthwhile to say. But you need to know you can't take back what you did.

Fuck, Bethany was supposed to... [He sighs.]

[For a while, he doesn't bother responding. He's still nearly certain that this is pointless, and if he starts offering anything to everyone who wants something, he'll get nothing done.

But he did start the conversation this time. And more than that, if he does this with Alejandro and he's ignored, he'll be even more in the right to provoke the smith. It'll be satisfying.]

I turned myself in here fully expecting the Wardens to execute me. I chose them because that way it would not be political; I would be neither martyr nor sign of triumph. There was nothing in my mind about 'getting away with it,' and the only reason I'm here is to atone for the innocent lives lost.

But I would not take it back. Not all who died that night were innocent, and if I had not acted, just as many or more would have died and they would all have been innocent. The only reason no one gives a damn about that is because they're mages, and mages have been expendable for centuries.

And personally? I don't care if you deem it worthwhile. I do. And I am arrogant.

[In return, Alejandro is completely quiet as he listens, digests what is told to him.

Eventually, he lets out a long, tired, angry sigh.]

I was in Kirkwall. No, I don't know how bad it was for the mages. That ain't a topic I'm... gonna go down right now. [For him, personally, it's not what this is about.] But I lived there with my cousin. After what happened, if you weren't in Hightown, you were fucked out of real work.

Everything that came after that, it was because of that choice you made. Everything that happened. [His voice breaks, and he stops for a second.]

But you're telling me that you're owning up to what you did, then I'll deal with that. [And mildly respect it.]

And yeah, you're an arrogant ass. Don't worry, I'll remind you.

The mages, and everyone turning a blind eye to their plight, were key to it. You wanted to live, as did they. And yet they were dying by the day or worse, being made Tranquil, for nothing. For refusing to sleep with a Templar, for looking askance at one, for talking back. You cannot talk Kirkwall and not touch on them.

I made my choice after seven years of attempts at peaceful methods and watching them fail. After seven years of healing the poor and forgotten in Darktown. I did not want things to get worse in Kirkwall, but in truth, for the mages and for Darktown, they literally could not.

And don't worry. I'll be glad to remind you right back that you're an arrogant asshole. And then, if I put you to work, point out that I've just given you real work.

I wasn't part of the Chantry, and I had someone more immediate to keep my fuckin' eye on. So yeah, not gonna touch on mage shit right at the moment. You wanna talk politics? We do that another time.

I wouldn't rightly know. Things were shit in Kirkwall for everyone, but I'm not gonna assume I know anything about what the mages were put through.

Pff. Mage robes being real work. I get more interesting real work from one of the kitchen staff.

[And here's the entire issue with Kirkwall, and even the mage plight across the face of Thedas. It's not the direct concern of so many, so they ignore it. If someone isn't hurting, they don't care about those that are.

His voice is deceptively light when he speaks again. Ignorance is everywhere. At least this one will not strike him due to ignorance again.]

I make my own robes. I'd not trust delicate work like that to a smith. I speak of actual bracers. Metalwork. Something I've no skill with.

And I'd also like to find out what Bethany was supposed to say to me.

Yeah, I'll bet you're a real damn ace with needle work. [He snorts. He's rather confident in his own work on mage robes, but he's not going to press that.]

Bracers? Fine. Anything specific, or you just looking for a little protection?

You wanna know, ask her. It's shit you wouldn't take seriously from me, anyway.

I am. [It had been, after all, the only way to get pretty robes while in the Circle - make them yourself.]

Silver in color, sturdy enough to use to block a sword if need be, a gryphon in flight on each. Do you have access to enchantment means, or would that be someone else?

And please. I'll take smithing seriously from you. I don't have reason yet to take much else.

I have some access. Dagna's out, so I'll deal with the runes. [He rolls his eyes a little bit, not that Anders can see it. Gryphons, of course. Hardly a surprise.]

That cuts me real deep.

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