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[sorcerised]

FORM: Crystal! Or action, if you happen to be around Kirkwall's Lowtown.
SENDER: Arohaerd
RECIPIENT: Everyone with a crystal
WHAT: Aro has itchy feet and wants some advice.
WHEN: Today, mid-morning
WHERE: Lowtown, Kirkwall
NOTES: Crystal or action welcome! Please add any warnings to thread headers.

Hello, everyone. I'm Aro. I know some of you already, I'm sure, from the unfortunate snowbound arrival last month, and then the...incident with that mine, and now some more new faces have arrived too! Anyway.

I'm sure there's many more of you that I don't know. I know that some of you are from this world, and some of you are from others, as I am, but...we're all here, in this city, which is ruled by something called the Inquisition, as far as I can tell, and. Well.

[ A deep breath, while he thinks very carefully about how to word this. ]

While I'm grateful for the hospitality, and please don't think I'm not. There must be more to this place, this world, than Kirkwall. Getting out to see Amaranthine was brilliant, even though we were there to bring the others back. Don't any of the rest of you want to explore? We can go together, make a quest out of it!

And those of you who live here, or who've been here for a while, tell me of the other lands, and cities, and places of this world. Tell me where you like, tell me where I should visit. I just need to know where to start.

[ If you happen to be in Kirkwall to hear this in person, Aro will be the young half-elf sitting on a wall by the side of the road, with a flute dangling from his fingertips. He's very pale and blond, hair short enough for the slightly pointed tips of his ears to show.

Both before and after the broadcast, he'll be seen playing the flute, sounding out a variety of folk songs from his own world. They're strange to people here, but it all sounds like home to Aro. ]

Comments

[sorcerised]

[ Well now, that's interesting. He doesn't sound at all off-put; rather, he sounds curious. ]

Yes, I see very well. But if that is the case, then may I ask why you are not there now? If that is the place you believe most needs help, and you believe you could give it.

Why wait for someone to order you that you can?

[limier]

Because one woman with a sword does less than one with allies.

It has begun there. It will not end there — Nevarra is unstable. Orlais fares little better. At times we must cut off a limb to save a life.

[sorcerised]

[ Sure, that sounds like a tenet to live by. ]

At times, yes, but if you could save the limb you would. Anyone would.

Is that what the Inquisition is doing with Nevarra, and Orlais? Cutting off its limbs?

[limier]

[ her tone shifts, sudden and cold — ]

What do you imagine this world is to you?

[sorcerised]

[ Her tone makes him sigh. ]

A place I'm not welcome. [ To put it mildly. ] If I could, I'd have gone home already.