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[elegiaque]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Gwenaëlle and Alistair.
RECIPIENT: Everyone else.
WHAT: Someone had an accident with a power she didn't know she had.
WHEN: Before Kirkwall.
WHERE: Skyhold.
NOTES: Undignified injury to cool guy.

Excuse me-

( slightly urgent, the wobbly delivery of someone who has been possibly moments ago in tears of shock and very sudden, awful disappointment )

Excuse me, we need a healer. At once, thank you. To the ramparts. Right now.

Comments

[rowancrowned]

[ he turns back the way he came, a decision rooted in his unwillingness to interfere. she has not asked for him to come. she will be surrounded by other people, and he does not want to fight. ]

Morrigan will be able to help, [ he says, and sounds very sure of it.

he does not comment on the smell of burned flesh, nor the cause of it. ]

[elegiaque]

( a small mercy; alistair is surrounded, but gwen has managed to get her space - for the best. she is not one to take kindly to a crowd of strangers, even well-intentioned, and it hadn't taken her long to decide she was unnecessary and not linger amidst the fuss.

just morrigan is better. easier to keep what little of her calm she has. )

I think so.