crystal.

[byblow]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Alistair
RECIPIENT: Everybody everywhere
WHAT: Road games for everyone including those not on the road
WHEN: On the long trip from the Sunless Lands back to Kirkwall
NOTES: (1) Please threadjack and post your own would-you-rather top levels to your heart's content. (2) I think new rifters won't have their own official crystals until they get back to Kirkwall but please just have them participate over someone's shoulder or whatever else for fun.

I'm not actually walking across Ferelden again, because I'm not allowed to be in Ferelden, but if I were, you know, I think I would deserve some kind of medal. The Medal of Trudging. Awarded for walking clear across a country way too many times.

Anyway.

[ Anyway. The unspoken point is that he is bored, and it's time for a game. ]

Would you rather— [ continued in comments for organization's sake. ]

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

I've never heard of that not backfiring horribly on someone here. Approaching, I mean, even with caution. I don't think someone's been... creative... enough to come up with a training program for how to delay becoming a meal for them, but we've only known they're still alive for the last fifty or so years. There's still time.

[He sounds mildly amused.]

What did your training consist of?

[somethingwild]

Well, we have a Ministry back home with a particular division dedicated to dragons in particular. Mostly to erase the memories of any non-magical being who happens across them, with the occasional rescue required, granted. But it exists.

Learning how not to be eaten, mostly. How to approach with caution and how to handle them. It took extensive training, I grant you.

[He probably sounds a smidge glib at his next words.]

Most of my coworkers failed the first part.

[Technically, all of them except himself, but he isn't trying to brag.]