( OPEN ) old nerd gets drunk and shakes a cane

[aenseidhe]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Iorveth
RECIPIENT: Errybody
WHAT: Ranting about the Divines and the likely continuation of systematic oppression
WHEN: nownownow
WHERE: Kirkwall alienage?
NOTES: idefk, i'm sorry

[ why hello there good friends. the voice you hear is the same snide grumble, but there's a slur to it, words spaced with the occasional gulp from what can be correctly assumed is a tankard of something that sure isn't water. aka, iorveth is shitfaced and getting his political rant on. ]

Divines. A farcical parade in just how ploughed the oppressed would like to be: moderately sullied but stocked enough in intoxicants to endure, or gathering up their young in the night to flee to the hills from the rallied masses? [ there's a snort, that turns into a snicker, that turns into another gulp of whatever he's chugging. don't drink and go on SJW rants, kids. ]

Much as the humans of my homeworld were conniving, cowardly worms, they were at least consistent enough to cheat the various religious sects in grabs for power as they did all others. Certainly, the feverishly devout, with their shrunken, diseased minds stuffed to the brim with fervent paranoia and prejudice could, and did, frolic about strapping dwarves, elves and whatever they could slap 'heretic' onto to pikes and burning them in the city square, but if the lord of the land found the stench disagreeable, the city guard could be sent down to disperse it.

Here, we're watching them puzzle over a woman that could proclaim our entire force abomination and cripple the effort to save the idiot masses that raise her to do so. There's only one of them I'd believe wouldn't look to stuffing our mages back into towers and crushing the non-humans further into the dirt, but her mind's rumored to be half-addled. Not that she's like to win, having radical opinions like 'perhaps we shouldn't be such arrogant, imperial twats', or 'maybe we should let the elves out of their mud-pens now and again', and 'do you think the mages might like us more if we didn't kidnap them and lock them in towers?'

[ a sigh, and iorveth seems to be winding down, the creak of wood signaling him lounging back. ]

Assuming the one we're stuck with isn't so daft as to take a bat to the Inquisition's kneecaps, the best we can hope for, on the civil end, is a... [ oh, we're fading, we're fading fast. ] Is a dra... Is...

[ aaaaand he passes right the fuck out before he can say something horrible like "let's hope a dragon swoops down and devours them all right after Corypheus bites it." Any replies will be answered some hours later, when his dumb ass wakes up hung over and confused. ]

Comments

[coquettish_trees]

And immediately alert the monarchs of all nations that we are indeed willing to do what they fear we shall?

The bell that will sound with even the first seeming use of the might of the Inquisition against any but our common foe cannot be unrung.

[elegiaque]

Good.

( that that's all she says is all the deference thranduil gets. )

[coquettish_trees]

[ le sigh

but she’s not about to fight a Gwen who already has her teeth set. (Well, not about this anyway.) ]

[rowancrowned]

[ one (1) small pain au chocolat is delivered to lexie's study table in the library by a speedy runner. ]

[coquettish_trees]

[ blesssssss ]

[aenseidhe]

I wonder at what point Thedosians will suffer inconvenience in the name of doing what is right. Perhaps once all the elves, dwarves, Qunari and Tal-Vashoth have been driven to extinction, and there's only humans left to subjugate humans.

[ a beat, and he adds - ]

Of course, this is assuming Corypheus doesn't flay us all, but it isn't as if the Chantry grinding the weak or short numbered into the dirt is a new tale, is it?

[coquettish_trees]

Being flayed does sound inconvenient. Although I suppose it affords one manner of equity.

[aenseidhe]

[ a snort sounds, but it's an amused one. ]

That is the one pro in the campaign of Corypheus for Divine. He flays indiscriminately.

[coquettish_trees]

Is he a candidate? Oh là. That rather puts the torch to our stance of impartiality.

[aenseidhe]

Was prancing into the Anderfels and stealing Tevinter not the normal practice in tossing one's hat to the ring or divine hierarch?

[coquettish_trees]

To my knowledge those attempts largely come afterwards.

[aenseidhe]

Do they? I admit, I've never seen a Divine election. I assumed they were much like all other politics - relying mostly on who has the biggest stick.

[coquettish_trees]

Oh, everything relies mostly on who has the biggest stick. The only change is what it is the stick is comprised of!

[aenseidhe]

And what might a Divine's stick be comprised of?

[coquettish_trees]

[ tongue so far inside cheek: ] Largely the Southern Divine does not possess one.