idk my bff minor vandalism

[aenseidhe]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Iorveth
RECIPIENT: All erry1
WHAT: Reacting to this, specifically the part about Rifter phylactaries.
WHEN: Right meow.
WHERE: Kirkwall, the Gallows announcement board
NOTES: Rudeness and vandalism. Open to crystal chatting and action!! Though he'll be storming off pretty fast after this.

[ For a long several moments, silence broadcasts over the crystal, Iorveth having just activated it after reading the announcement on negotiations results posted, lost for words. When they do come, it's like they're being spoken through a snarl. ]

You left to end the blood leashing.

Not push it off on the next lesser group.

[ there is a deafening thud that sounds before Iorveth's voice goes out, and anyone physically standing by the Gallows announcement board will have just witnessed Iorveth pull a dagger (with at least a foot worth of blade on it) free, and slam it through the notice and into the board, metal and splinters jutting out the opposite side, before walking away.

He mad. (And he'll come fix the board later, leave him alone) ]

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[aestivation]

Could you? With the anchor you carry?

[pocketchange]

Hey. Anchor. Now I get it.

[ That. is not why they're called anchors. But he's here to Contribute. ]

[aestivation]

The waters of the Fade. It's apt. As I suppose the — ah — blood fish were.

[justice_is_blond]

Blood sharks, thank you.

[Time to help too.]

[aestivation]

Shark, [ he repeats in nevarran. ] Fish.

[ it's nevarran so probably that's eighteen syllables and translate more accurately to 'pointy fish bad danger no' ]

[justice_is_blond]

All sharks are fish but not all fish are sharks. Fish is hardly accurate.

[aestivation]

Yes. Because it's a metaphor.

[ ??? ]

[justice_is_blond]

...What?

[aestivation]

[ patiently, ]

Blood fish. A metaphor: They don't need to be accurate, only descriptive.

[justice_is_blond]

But fish isn't descriptive enough, and it was my metaphor and I'm a little proud of it.

[A lot proud of it, really.]

...and we're very far afield of the matter at hand. But my point stands. Better metaphor.

[aestivation]

If you wish.

[ he literally cannot care ]

[aenseidhe]

I've done better with more after my head. [ he'd honestly been holding on to the thought of leaving the city, the more he witnessed of the treatment of elves, the disposition of this world. This takes that option away from him, and every fiber of his being rages against it, for so many reasons that don't originate in this dimension, but are scared into him regardless. ]

That doesn't change the state of choice besides.

[aestivation]

Doesn't it? You cannot leave the company of the Inquisition, of others who bear the marks, without crippling yourself for pain. We don't know whether amputation even works.

The choice has been taken from you already. There's a certain freedom in that.

not here

[rowancrowned]

[ oh my god casimir no. ]

[aestivation]

[ go 127 hours or go home ]

[aenseidhe]

Then I suppose I'll be the first to test it. [ he is absolutely that level of crazy, try him. ]

And I'll send a raven letting the rest of you know how it goes. Good thing the left isn't my writing hand.

[aestivation]

It smears the ink as well, [ to write left-handed. ] I suggest speaking with the Provost, before embarking. I understand that the researcher to previously head such efforts has stepped down.