Seek and Retrieve [ OPEN ]

[ombranera]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Zevran
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Zevran needs a few extra hands to finish a project
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Zevran is a living content warning for Adult themes and language, tread with caution.

Members of the Inquisition and, I suppose, friends of the same- I've a request. Or rather a list of requests that I will happily reward any that come to me with what it is I ask. Now a few may seem strange or arbitrary or potentially humiliating to retrieve and you are welcome to use your discretion as to whether or not you would wish to help me, but I assure you- even the strangest of these is vital in some way. [ Can you hear the deep, dripping sincerity in his voice inquisition? No? Good! No fool you. ] Those that choose these things and bring them? Shall be rewarded handsomely.

A pink rooster
Three wheels of hard cheese in differing sizes
A razor with an ebony handle
A gown large enough for a male Qunari, preferably in purple.
A three legged goat
A jar of pitch
Two kegs of ale
Five jars of wild honey
Six hairs from the head of a bastard twin
An ornate teapot
A set of lacy smallclothes, preferably in gold or off white, I am not picky in this.
Silver windchimes
A bouquet of blue flowers with red thorns
And lastly: Three copies of the latest Randy Dowager Quarterly.

I can be found in The Hanged man and shall, as promised, pay handsomely for any that find me with items from this list- or if you are feeling both inventive and eager- you may bring me something similar to what is on this list and I shall pay you for your efforts none the less.

Comments

[ombranera]

The smallclothes will be returnable and unsoilt by what it is I intend to do.

[bouclier]

In that case, I can give you what you seek.

[degenere]

[In Orlesian:]

That's what they always say.

[bouclier]

[also in Orlesian:]

I'm sure I have no idea what you mean.

[degenere]

[still in Orlesian, probably forever, who misses speaking in Orlesian all the time, it's Val:]

Of course you would not. It is why I felt so obligated to tell you.

[bouclier]

[ditto tbh, why so much common tongue it's so gross]

Oh is that why? It seemed as though you were trying to imply something.

[degenere]

I would never.

But if I were trying to imply something, it would have been an implication born of my most helpful spirit.

[bouclier]

[There's a short, sharp laugh]

Is that so?

[degenere]

Of course. And no one could argue that.

[despite what the pitch of that there laugh might imply, mademoiselle.]

[ombranera]

Excellent! I shall make certain to have your coin ready for you upon your arrival.