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FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Yngvi Congealedinagutterson. Yes that's his name
RECIPIENT: Unfortunately everyone.
WHAT: Yngvi goes to check in on Gwen's dad. He tries to contact her using Asher's sending crystal before he heads to Skyhold. He ends up contacting all of Skyhold. (But Gwen's dad is trying to murder him so that can probably be forgiven.)
WHEN: Probably slightly backdated to a few days back. Timey-wimey
WHERE: Orlais; the Vauquelin estate
NOTES: Language. Dwarfing under the influence. Violence in the background. Threadjacking totally allowed!

[Here's the thing: just because Yngvi took possession of Asher Hardie's sending crystal upon Asher's death (some one had to, since someone has to stay in Skyhold to honour the fact that Asher signed them up and Yngvi is the charming one okay, most suited to that legacy) that doesn't mean Yngvi knows how to use said sending crystal.

So what's meant to be a private message to one Gwenaëlle Vauquelin becomes horribly public.]

Gwenaëlle? Is this thing-- [Okay that is a lot of angry background noise? Does it sound Orlesian? It probably sounds Orlesian.

To some who know him it might sound alarmingly like Emeric Vauquelin actually. And the frantic scramblings of a dwarf.] So here's the thing, I stopped by to see your old man, avail myself of his legendary hospitality. He's in rude health. Just wondering if you wanted anything picked up? I've got the silverware and the best brandy. By the way, what's that really dark purple colour because it's my colour I look--

[There's a very loud crash, and a truly ear-piercing shriek from the dwarf on the other end of the sending crystal.] Sir! Sir I am changing!

[[ooc: Hello welcome to Yngvi's liveblog escape from the Vauquelin estate where Gwen's dad is going to eventually try to shoot him with a crossbow. He has this completely under control.]]]

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[ oh my god he somehow gets even drier ]

I don't know, what would qualify the possessive? If it's that I've done work for her I'm a number of people's smiths. How tarnishing to my reputation.

[ it's totally not weird, what would make it weird ]

Edited 2016-09-12 05:06 (UTC)

It can't be that, I'm sure I'm not to be associated with some sort of tarty workman -

( wait, damn it )

I don't have any smiths.

( that's better. )

'Tarty workman'?

[ eyebrow raise from all the way across orlais. ]

My lady does not seem the type to be possessed, only to possess.

As the lady is not a mage and we are, as far as I can make out, nowhere near Tevinter--

[ ...a thing just. happened. ]

Possession is such a tricky word.

[ multi-pronged. if you will. ]

But if she needs a smith, tarty or otherwise, at least she knows where to find one.

( gwenaëlle has no idea what just happened, her face was just a normal face, probably. her face always looks like this. )

I am right here, the both of you.

Yes you are, my dear, right between a very tall elf and a tarty smith. A fine position to find yourself in- I imagine you are quite put-upon.

tonight on cops: thedas edition

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