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FORM: Written
SENDER: Sidony Venaras
RECIPIENT: The Inquisition
WHAT: It's Satinalia... Soon
WHEN: The end of the month
WHERE: Her room in the Gallows
NOTES: IT'S GONNA BE FUN
SENDER: Sidony Venaras
RECIPIENT: The Inquisition
WHAT: It's Satinalia... Soon
WHEN: The end of the month
WHERE: Her room in the Gallows
NOTES: IT'S GONNA BE FUN
[ The handwriting is curved, delicate and almost pretty. ]
Greetings, Inquisition. At home there is sometimes a custom of something like anonymous gift giving - we trade names and get each other gifts based on a list of preferences. No one knows who found them their gift as it's all a complete mystery.
[ She's positively gleeful, even if no one else can see it. ]
If you'd like to take part then you're free to add your name to the listings on this page with any gift ideas you may have for yourself. I will match people up and then the gift giving can commence. It's not something that you must take part in, of course, but I do encourage it. It might be fun and you might even make a new friend.
unsigned
ANDERS — The donation of a marginally more pleasant country’s moniker. He's done his time.
EVERY NEVARRAN — Clothing of a less dreary shade. Perhaps orange? Orange and green.
EVERY ANTIVAN — Clothing of a marginally more dreary shade. They're overdoing it.
CELENE’S WITCH — See: Nevarrans.
THAT ELF WITHOUT SHOES — Shoes.
THE NEW PRISONER — A throw rug or something, really. The room is appallingly drab, and one might still embroider “treason” or what for.
THAT ELF WITHOUT HAIR — A wig, for those occasions in which he must blend with a less esoteric crowd. Curls, naturally.
THE LOUD GIRL RIFTER — A little bell, for musical accompaniment.
ASSORTED PRIVATEERS — A parrot or four, they’re going to lose their licenses without.
ASSORTED TEVINTER SCOUNDRELS — A blood sacrifice or four, or at least to invite the rest of us to them. You know they must be keeping it a private affair, which is frankly unfair to the rest of us wishing mere observation.
THE QUNARI GIRL — Do they make blush in blue?
THE OTHER QUNARI GIRL — Or grey?
ALL THESE TERRIBLY SAD BLONDE GIRLS — Hair dye and a handkerchief. Chin up!
ALL THESE TERRIBLY TALL BLONDE ELVES — Hair dye and larger doorframes. Head down!
VARIOUS MAGES OF NOBLE BLOOD — A ring.
VARIOUS MAGES OF LESS THAN NOBLE BLOOD — A cat, or a hobby. Or another handkerchief.
THE ONE THAT SELLS THAT LOVELY SILK — A brief description of Kirkwall’s winter weather.
ALL THOSE YOUNG WOMEN THAT LOOK PRECISELY THE SAME BUT STYLE THEIR HAIR DIFFERENTLY — Numbered tunics.
THE INQUISITION TEMPLARS — Perfume. Perhaps floral? No, better to lean into the whole lightning stench.
IORVETH — A proper glass eye. One of those fancy ones, that’s coloured to look like a dragon’s, or some great cat’s. It's hilarious when they roll out of place.
PROJECT LEADERSHIP — A board to clip papers to. They make it look as though you’ve made any progress.
DIVISION LEADERSHIP — A slightly larger board. (More to hide.)
OUR GOOD BROTHERS OF THE CHANTRY — A show of proper brotherly affection; I believe it’s termed the “noogie”.
THE INQUISITION’S DWARVES — Stooping to their level.
THE DUKE D’COUCY — My introduction.
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-Merrill
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~Anders
anonymous
~Oʀʟᴀɴᴅᴇʀs
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