Salvio Pizzicagnolo (
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therookery2019-04-30 08:17 pm
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FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Seneschal Salvio Pizzicagnolo
RECIPIENT: the Inquisition
WHAT: there's been a murder
WHEN: Cloudreach, shortly before the Conclave to choose the next Divine
WHERE: the Gallows
NOTES: happy election
This is-- Salvio Pizzicagnolo, seneschal to the Inquisition's base in Kirkwall and Head of Base Operations. And there is-- news, from Val Royeaux. Ill news. On the heels of all else-- [Wincing. Please no more on what else has been discussed, which Salvio has been trying not to think too hard about.
Best to just. Say it.]
Grand Cleric Agathe of Cumberland has been killed. On the road to the Conclave. One of the candidates. A prominent candidate, who enjoyed much support.
The Grand Cleric's absence will be felt upon the ballot. Votes from the Conclave that would have been hers will go elsewhere. Doubtless there will be an investigation. Her, it-- it was no accident. As her supporters, and those closer, have said.
Some--strife, is to be expected. In Nevarra, and among her supporters, who will seek to and-- certainly, among those that might seize upon the opportunity, or make some claim, to own this--deed. The Conclave will take place as scheduled. And the Inquisition--
[His voice falters, just a little.]
The Inquisition is-- urging caution. Please. For questions, there will be but few answers. There is--no decision yet, as to the Divine, or--any part of it. News will be shared, as it is learned.
SENDER: Seneschal Salvio Pizzicagnolo
RECIPIENT: the Inquisition
WHAT: there's been a murder
WHEN: Cloudreach, shortly before the Conclave to choose the next Divine
WHERE: the Gallows
NOTES: happy election
This is-- Salvio Pizzicagnolo, seneschal to the Inquisition's base in Kirkwall and Head of Base Operations. And there is-- news, from Val Royeaux. Ill news. On the heels of all else-- [Wincing. Please no more on what else has been discussed, which Salvio has been trying not to think too hard about.
Best to just. Say it.]
Grand Cleric Agathe of Cumberland has been killed. On the road to the Conclave. One of the candidates. A prominent candidate, who enjoyed much support.
The Grand Cleric's absence will be felt upon the ballot. Votes from the Conclave that would have been hers will go elsewhere. Doubtless there will be an investigation. Her, it-- it was no accident. As her supporters, and those closer, have said.
Some--strife, is to be expected. In Nevarra, and among her supporters, who will seek to and-- certainly, among those that might seize upon the opportunity, or make some claim, to own this--deed. The Conclave will take place as scheduled. And the Inquisition--
[His voice falters, just a little.]
The Inquisition is-- urging caution. Please. For questions, there will be but few answers. There is--no decision yet, as to the Divine, or--any part of it. News will be shared, as it is learned.
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[Punctuated with a spooky spirit-like OooOOOoo for effect.]
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If speculation must take place, it should be--contained, not--shouted about in the open air.
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My ears are perfectly well. Fine.
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Is there a spirit of shouting here? I've heard you call them things like Envy and Rage and That Faint Annoyance When You Buy a Banana and Forget to Eat It Before It Goes All Brown, Made Worse by the Fact That You Know You Could Still Make a Perfectly Excellent Bread Out Of It But Definitely Won't.
But shouting! That's a new one. Sounds like the real life of the party.
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Not a spirit. In the spirit, not a sp-- That is not how I meant it, I meant it in the way of feeling. In the feeling of shouting. That is clumsy, but, I do not want you to misinterpret...
There is perhaps, some, similar-- [No, he can't get into it, stop now--] No.
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[One last time, for emphasis.]
Spirits are--not for meeting. Regardless. Even if there was, truly, one of, of the sort.
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No one and nothing is either going through or--coming out from the Veil. Please. That you.
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So I'll just put you down for 'I don't know how she died, but Agathe's wandering restless spirit will manifest when we least expect it to reveal her murderer' then, shall I? No it's not exactly within the rules, but I like it enough to allow it.
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[That one word is almost a wail of defeat. And Salvio is, for the moment, defeated. There's a clatter as he puts his crystal down and a thud as he puts his face on the tabletop beside it. And there he remains, trying to remember how to breathe. Why was he born in this cursed age? What sins has he committed to deserve this?
And so on. It takes up most of the day.]