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FORM: Sending crystal.
SENDER: Twisted Fate.
RECIPIENT: Everyone!
WHAT: The party returns, and Fate has a request.
WHEN: Backdated to Cloudreach 29.
WHERE: Skyhold.
NOTES: N/A

Ah, Skyhold. Terribly good to be back home. I'm certain you all missed me, didn't you?

In any case.

Clan Frandruil has notified me that they wish to send halla our way. Terribly considerate of Keeper Shoshanna to show such gratitude. I don't particularly care what the Inquisition wishes to do with them, so I defer to those part of Clan Ashara. They are yours, as far as I am concerned.

In any case, something of more immediate concern and interest to me: I've received a mark from the rift we dealt with. As terribly excited as I am to be blessed with this, I'd like to do a little more research on this. [And maybe remove it, but he has a feeling that's impossible.] Those of you already familiar with your own magical glowing green marks, please, enlighten me with whatever you know.

And before I forget: Sera, I've placed your things back in the room in the tavern. If you happen to find anything of mine left in there, it's yours to do with.

I think that ought to do it. I'll be in the tavern, drinking myself silly.

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Still pointy.

Something like that. And they're sacred to the Dalish. For the human eating, really.

That's so cool... how many are coming?

Not sure yet, actually. No more than half a dozen I'd say. Hopefully the humans won't get too curious.

What are they gonna eat?

[Because seriously. They're not feeding them people, he gets that.]

Old people, probably.

Fate....

Oh, come on. I'm expecting Beleth or someone else to rush in and correct me and ruin my fun. But you, Korrin.

For shame.

As if I have any shame, ever.

And you know Kas is different, to me. [No riling him up too much, please.]

True, true.

[SIIIGHS.] I know. Did I go too far?

Not yet, just don't get there. I'd rather keep him in a good mood, since I want him to watch Lux with me while Araceli's away.

I do forget how moody one gets when they're in their not-quite-adult years.

Very well. I'll smooth it out.

[And she blows a kiss.]

Thanks, Fate.

Once I get a hold of you they are never going to find your body.

'Cause she's feeding it to the Halla!

The halla will never take me, dead or alive!

The halla are going to be the least of your worries!!

Beleth, don't eat me! I'm too handsome to die!

No one wants to stick any part of--

...

I'm walking away now.

[ You aren't tricking her into setting up a joke THAT easily!!! ]

So close, though.

[Well, shit.]

You're such a dick.

[Now he's really embarrassed, okay.]

It was meant to be a joke, but I apologize for how far I took it.

Fuck you, like people don't already think I'm a gullible brat.

...man-eating halla would have been pretty damn cool, though. You should tell that story to visiting nobles.

Far from my thoughts, really. Most people don't know much about Dalish traditions and halla as it stands.

A fine thought. Next time I see some, I'd be glad to tell the tale.