OTA | a disturbance in the force

[limier]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Coupe
RECIPIENT: All of you
WHAT: Something has to be uP
WHEN: One (1) legitimately good, ordinary day this month when nothing terrible happens to anyone on base
WHERE: Kirkwall
 

[ it might be reading into things a little, maybe, to call her voice tense ]

It is — uncommonly quiet today, no?

I trust that all is well, [ a pause that manages to audibly convey the act of suspicious looming ] Else we would hear of it.

[ is that a threat or a question? ]

Comments

[limier]

[ she's not so irritable she can't recognize its source, or the particular reason inessa's words needle (however unintended) ]

I am well. [ it's a touch too calm to sound anything but a final word on the matter. ] Thank you.

[ private; ]

You've no further trouble of spells?

Private

[circleprodigy]

None. The phylactery was destroyed with great ceremony...and a lot of wine. [Dryly; she can still remember the hangover afterward, but it was still worth it.] Ciri might have been even more enthusiastic than myself. Since then...nothing. I suppose the quiet would have me wondering too, but I have been grateful for the recovery period.

[Expecting dangerous spells to hit her at any moment has been stressful beyond belief. The first few days after that battle? Pure sleep, to make up for what she lost.]

∞

[limier]

[ it shouldn't come as a surprise, that the admission's given so freely; the girl's a warden, the matter of what to do with the conscripted has always been nearer to debate.

even so. how the years slip, that she speaks with so little caution. perhaps wren ought to be grateful of the trust extended —

(were it another, someone she cared not for, perhaps she might be. now it only troubles. there's danger in an open book, and seldom to the reader.) ]

Of those recovered it is likely, [ a pause, to check the door's shut. ] That we will be called to give opinion.

[ we, the heads. she's more than some notion of how that discussion will go; expects at least two neat votes for destruction. it's not quite a question, it's not not. ]

[circleprodigy]

[Wren is trusted and Inessa is a Grey Warden, anyway. The phylactery should have been irrelevant, and now it truly is. That's a load off her mind, and she's relieved enough not to curtail her words, regardless.]

I hope the desires of those whose blood resides in them will be taken into consideration. Some may want destruction, others simply to reclaim it. After the extended torment suffered, I cannot honestly deride some self-determination.

[limier]

[ the whole situation's a landslide in waiting; any echo might call it down. ]

The final determination will rest with Skyhold.

[circleprodigy]

That may be...but I'm fairly certain many who were tortured through the phylacteries will become a loud and persistent voice, should they take their time or decide on anything but destruction. The potential for more tension is definitely there.

[So, that unnerving quiet might not last for too much longer.]

[limier]

[ nothing more that can be said of it without revealing their own, internal divides. some pictures aren't meant for the public view. ]

Thank you for your perspective.

[ and that's all. if any mage of the inquisition has been given cause to wonder where her affections and duty divide,

well. there's a very great deal she'd do to see the future through. ]