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[fairforce]

FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Theophania Hart
RECIPIENT: Riftwach
NOTES: nah

Hello, Riftwatch. I can't tell from observation if it's the custom to give an introduction--I think it's not--but I prefer this to waiting to catching everyone one-by-one in the hallway or training yard. I'm Lady Seeker Theophania Hart. [Well.] Tiffany. I do the title first so there's no surprise later.

I'm among the newest of your company, permanently, but here to investigate the recent abomination. I'll be requesting records and following up on the leads that I have throughout the course of my work, but if anyone has anything additional that should be said, please, let me know.

For the record, I'm finding the Gallows to be surprisingly comfortable, but maybe that's because I've been on the road for what feels like an actual Age, and the weather is terrible, and I'm suffering what I believe to be a mild case of trench foot. Given the time you've all been having, I'll stop my complaining there.

I suppose that's it, unless anyone has any advice to offer to a new recruit. And you can skip any hazing, I'm much too old for it.

Comments

[fairforce]

You can ask whatever you like. I'm not keeping score.

The Chantry trusts the judgement of the Seekers. They helped to create us, but our justice is by the word of Andraste and her teachings. If I decide something, I do so with the Order behind me. I can only carry out punishments in very specific instances, but the word of a Seeker carries weight.

[hornswoggle]

I imagine the weight of all that responsibility is a lot to bear, even with the support of the Chantry behind you. Do you worry about the possibility of mistakes?

[fairforce]

All the time.

[hornswoggle]

How do you safeguard against the possibility?

[fairforce]

I meditate on the decision. I pray to Andraste. I consult others wiser than myself. And I don't make any decision until I'm certain that it's right, or the best in the circumstances.

And even then, I know it could still be wrong.