OTA | New Elven Projects Leaders

[writteninblood]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Sorrel & Adalia
RECIPIENT: All, but specifically Elven Artifacts Project members
WHAT: An announcement of the new Elven Project Leadership
WHEN: First of Cloudreach
WHERE: The Gallows, Kirkwall
NOTES: n/a

Hello, Elven Artifacts project! You’ve all likely heard my voice before, addressing the Inquisition at large. I’m Adalia, the newly appointed assistant to the newly appointed project leader!

( A pause, and an inaudible flourish, as Adalia cedes the crystal to Sorrel. )

My name is Sorrelean Ashara and, as of this week, I am the new leader of the Elven Artifacts projects. Our work here is important, and I’m sure we can see great things done, together. The past has never been more important to the future than it is now. So. We’ve got a lot to do.

That said, we want to hear from you — what areas you think we need to focus on, your past experiences in the project, anything of note. We have our own ideas about where to take the project, but we welcome input from the rest of you. This is an important field, both to the Inquisition and to Thedas in general, and we want to do our best.

Comments

[writteninblood]

Of course; you don't have to like everyone in the world to still want to save it.

[He finds you uncommonly agreeable, Iorveth. Why can't everyone be this nice?]

That's a promise, then. If everything goes to plan, I should be free this evening-- I have an office now. [His voice betrays some vague sense of surprise. Imagine, a Dalish elf, with an office in the Gallows! He wasn't the first, of course. Still.] So I'll be here, if you stop by. I have wine.

[Wine is a good peace offering, right?]

[aenseidhe]

Honestly, you don't even have to like most.

[ Look at Geralt. He hates most people, but he's also keeping them from getting massacred by monsters most days. Iorveth couldn't do what he does, but there's enough personal investment in surviving Corypheus to keep him committed here. But aw, look at him, making a friend, ddawww. ]

For the first time in many years, my schedule is pathetically clear. [ Said with a short laugh. It's weird to have free time. Weird, and, when that time was taken up by about 100 men and women he called family, kind of lonely. So he's glad for the invitation. ] Fancy furnishing and wine on offer? I'll be there.

[ it's a great peace offering, he almost adds the witcher-verse equivalent of "i have weed", but it's not been that stressful of a week yet. ]

[writteninblood]

Personally, I think most Rifters just don't want to die or end up as a pet curiosity for some Tevinter Magister. Not that I blame them.

[What's diplomacy? Can you eat it?]

You never mentioned your name.

[aenseidhe]

[ diplomacy can kiss his entire ass, he's a guerrilla fighter rebel faction leader and century+ year old war vet, the world can be honest with him or fuck off. ]

You have the first right, though I'd love to see a mage attempt to make a pet of me. Seems like that massacre would be fun.

[ he is maybe not the most stable person either, but it comes with the territory. anywho. ]

Iorveth.

[writteninblood]

You certainly don't have to worry about this mage, Iorveth. The Dalish have a saying; 'Never again shall we submit.'

[More like a mantra, really. Sorrel's not the one to consult on the subject of not supporting race-motivated murders.]

I'll see you tonight, then.

[aenseidhe]

The Scoia’tael’s was ‘Push humans back into the sea’, but yours sounds pretty good too.

[ he has plenty of never again rolling around in his abused little noggin, and sweet queen of the fucking fields is he glad to find a native elf in this shithole not too afraid or too in love with the idea of diplomacy and progress seeking to have a bit of backbone. ]

See you then, my friend.