crystal

[wroughtamiss]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Deacon and Myrobalan
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Confess your weird magic Inquisition
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES:
HERE is the survey sheet if you want to just fill it out that way. HERE are the assignment details. Also if you've got a rifter and/or a non-loyalist mage who'd like to be part of this please PM Deacon's journal and we'll sort it since they'd include one of each to try to get better coverage.
There's the option to self-report via npc if your character wouldn't but you'd like to. If you'd like to report on other characters please check with that player first but I know we got spies and shady folks and that's fun but let's make it fun for everyone!

Greetings Inquisition. In light of the negotiations some of your number participated in there are of course promises to be upheld on the Inquisition's end. Namely concerning magic or abilities those among you called rifters possess not native to Thedas as well as magic outside the Circle.

If you'd complete this survey, you'd have our gratitude. If you will have it, you'll have the Chantry's gratitude too: I needn't have to tell you the importance of not sitting idle, all of you.

We'll be available if you'd rather do this in person but copies of the survey are available in the Chantry Relations office.

As with the medical surveys and the information we’re keeping on the shardbearers, this will be maintained--and transferred to the Chantry--under a cipher. If you’ve further concerns about what might be done with what we’ve gathered, [and Myr’s tone says he very well knows there will be,] I’d ask you bring them to me as the new head of Chantry Relations.

[Not for him this whole formal announcement stuff; or, more likely, he’s had too much on his mind to make one. Nevertheless, a splinter of his usual humor:] I’ll be with the surveys in the office.

Comments

[rathercommon]

[ God, this girl makes Kitty want to grind her teeth. ]

Yeah, those are all things to keep yourself alive and not vivisected or tortured or put on display like a circus-elephant. Not things for the group of Rifters as a whole.

[heirring]

[Excuse you-- that's a bit rude. A short noise of bewilderment, a flash of heat.]

I'm sorry, I believe I just offered to make introductions for you and was flatly refused. My apologies, Kitty. If there's something else you'd like my help with, then I'd happily give it.

[Not sorry.]

[rathercommon]

You were refused 'cause I'm not gonna spend my time sitting around and giggling at jokes and sharing tea with folks who are already on our side. I'm spending my time going up and fighting against the real injustices in the world. But I don't suppose you want to join me there.

[heirring]

Well, there's nothing at all wrong with a joke here and there. [Honestly. What a dour thing she is!]

But you know I believe we were discussing sacrifices, not what we've been doing for people. Maybe I just happen to enjoy that sort of thing and didn't happen to think to list it.

[rathercommon]

Okay.

[ She crosses her arms. ]

So what have you been doing for people.

[heirring]

I've been helping to tend the Gallows' garden. [An air of defensiveness there.] And helping to order quite the pile of paperwork. And I've gone all the way to Markham to see to the whole matter of people thinking we're spirits or worse. Which went quite well, I'll have you know.

[rathercommon]

[ A cluck of her tongue. ]

Except none of that's helping other people, is it. It's just helping us.

[heirring]

[Don't you cluck at her, young lady. Archly:]

I was under the impression that the Inquisition's goal was helping people by not letting the whole world descend into fire and chaos. Someone must see to keeping it running if it's ever to accomplish anything.

[rathercommon]

Sure. If you buy everything they've told you.

[heirring]

Oh please. [Here her patience folds over.] What reason does anyone here have to lie?

[rathercommon]

[ With a shrug: ]

The consolidation of power. I'm not saying that they're wicked. But I am saying that it's probably not a bad idea, spreading out where you're helping, and when, and whom. If the Inquisition fails - You should try to find ways to improve the world that'll improve the world, even if the Inquisition dies.

[heirring]

[Ugh, philosophical idealists. She's been to parties like this and they're all very interesting and compelling the first two times until suddenly you're at the sixth party and the same gentleman with a curled mustache is saying the same speech to the same room, all of it punctuated by only marginally different pamphlets.]

Then please, regale me with your efforts so I might better understand how to do my part properly.

[rathercommon]

Why? You haven't got the skills I have. If you try to do what I do, you'll just do it worse. You should find something suited to what you can do.

[heirring]

Oh really, now you're just being needlessly obstinate.

[What an intolerable thing to say to a person. Honestly.]

[rathercommon]

Am I. So you know how to shimmy up a drainpipe, pick a lock, and get inside a house undetected, do you?

[ Which is...maybe a little bit too much information, considering that she's generally trying to avoid chatting about her rather storied history. Well - whatever. ]

[heirring]

Lots of things can be done all sorts of ways, unless the only good you're really doing anyone is breaking into places.

[rathercommon]

[ Ugh. ]

Fine. I'm working to drum up support for a revolution up north.

[heirring]

By climbing drainpipes.

[rathercommon]

Yeah.

[heirring]

Naturally.

[A beat, then rapidly--]

Well, this has all been very educational. Thank you, Kitty.

[rathercommon]

[ Ugh. ]

D'you think that slaves free themselves?

[heirring]

[Oh, here she was hoping to breeze away from this conversation. Reluctantly, she allows herself to be reeled back.]

No, certainly not.

[rathercommon]

[ Weak to politeness and propriety. Good. Duly noted. ]

So then yeah, naturally. Houses have got documents that can be stolen and altered. So that's one of the things I can do. So what can you do?

[heirring]

[Oh, this is a waste of effort or thought when it's clear she isn't going to be given much of any context whatsoever. How is she supposed to answer intelligently if all she's doing is jabbing as some monumental block called 'slavery, generally' in the dark? With the air of a great held sigh, she soldiers on.]

My penmanship is respectable. I play the flute and have a passing head for solving puzzles. I've also been told I'm rather fun to dance with at parties. Then of course there is the magick, but we've all agreed not to discuss that. Pray Kitty, do point a hopeless young woman in some useful direction.

[rathercommon]

[ Kitty altogether misinterprets her air of exasperation. ]

All right. Apparently you don't care that people are enslaved. I guess if that's your position, then I'm not gonna budge you from it, since it's completely incomprehensible to me.