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[rowancrowned]

FORM: Sending crystal.
SENDER: Thranduil
RECIPIENT: Kirkwall Inquisition
WHAT: Field trip to finally go to Solasan
WHEN: Present
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Anyone who was involved originally gets first dibs.

It has not escaped my notice, despite all recent events, that I have been in Thedas for one year. [ he lets that sit for a moment. ] Thanks are in order; first to the Inquisition as a whole for their continued hospitality and second, to my own people, for their kindness. Ma serannas. I am pleased that there are elves in worlds other than Arda.

[ his tone switches as he gets into the meat of the announcement. ]

Several months ago, the Seeker and I came into possession of a key. With the events in Orlais as well as the move, we did not have a chance to use it until recently. I am seeking volunteers to travel west. The area, under Inquisition control, presents no dangers beyond local wildlife and the standard dangers of the desert, but I would advise that only those confident enough to handle themselves in combat come forward.

And, ah-- [ styled as an afterthought, but far too deliberate. ] I would like someone confident with written Elven.

Comments

[intruthandlove]

A year is a long time to be away... But I am curious, what is there in a desert that needs a key?

[arlathvhen]

Ah--you know that I would be glad to aid you, if you're fine with me coming along. I'm curious what the key could reveal.

[rowancrowned]

And none from sentimental hahren?

As you like. And congratulations, Siuona. I hope he is a balm to your heart, and a source of strength.

[rowancrowned]

The Gallows, [ he agrees. he turned down a larger room than his current one, displeased and unsettled by the aura of it. the name suits. ] Settling yourself make take some time. Where is your shard? In your hand?

[rowancrowned]

It is everything and nothing.

A lock, one would assume.

private ;

[rowancrowned]

You are always welcome, iellig.

There is- or was, perhaps- an elven ruin. The texts refer to it as a possible temple, though why it is called as much when no mention is made of which of the pantheon would be honored there is beyond me.

[meds4sale]

This sounds like an interesting venture.

[And an opportunity to get out and really stretch his legs.]

I can provide medicine on this journey if you would permit my company.

[ipseite]

In my hand, ( agreeing. )

It is all a great deal. I am trying to adjust.

[justice_is_blond]

[There's a large portion of that that he doesn't quite follow. Abuse is abuse, whether it leaves marks on the room or not, and he's not sure about this man calling himself more tenderhearted than most. But Anders isn't really familiar with Thranduil, so he can't say either way. Best to leave it be.]

Of course. I look forward to hearing from you.

private ;

[arlathvhen]

Ah, thank you. It'll be my pleasure to come along. Though-- [ A small hum of thought. ] --It's odd that there would be no mention of it. Maybe it was simply lost to time. Or...it could be that the temple was dedicated to a member of the pantheon that you might not want to openly worship.

The Dread Wolf, perhaps, or the Forgotten ones. There are some...harellan that worship them. Forsake their people for the corrupt power they grant.

--But. It could be a much more mundane reason. I wouldn't jump to conclusions until we get there.

[eolasemah]

[Another giggle.]

Serannas, hahren. Will you come? I think my clan would like to meet you.

[arcaneadvisor]

I am very familiar with written elven, and what issues might arise from translating the language in the field. As you know I have spent many years doing just what you intend, only alone.

[chainlightning]

A key?

And maybe I could bring Ghostface with, if I went with? That would help, right?

[ merrill you don't even know if he knows who ghostface is ]

[rowancrowned]

I would be honored. Would your clan accept my presence?

[ is he the right kind of elf, plainly. ]

[rowancrowned]

Perhaps a thick pair of gloves, Madame de Cedoux.

It will take time. But all becomes routine, eventually.

[ipseite]

They do.

( Maybe it has something to do with her calm approach now, how deeply familiar she sounds with that concept. )

The world shifts, it shifts, it shifts again. We steady.

private ;

[rowancrowned]

[ oh, that's interesting. ]

When you say they grant power, Beleth- would Deheune [ calling her confidently by her first name. ] know more about this?

[ he has questions for the elvhen who do not seem so very ancient to him, curious in a way other than the dalish are, less hungry. ]

No, no. Of course not. It may even be Tevene.

[rowancrowned]

You are a healer?

[ all these new voices; people he has not yet met. ]

[rowancrowned]

You needn't justify your qualifications to me, my lady.

[ he'll welcome someone else who can corral the children. ]

You would not mind company?

[rowancrowned]

A key. An old one.

[ he pauses, and no, that's not a word he recognizes from thedas. ]

What is 'Ghostface'?

[rowancrowned]

This is, perhaps, the largest shift one might need to acclimate oneself to in a lifetime. To be unsteady for longer than usually would not be unreasonable.

I am, in truth, surprised to admit that none upon arrival here and explanation of the situation has gone mad.

[ipseite]

Perhaps.

( It sounds like she thinks she should agree, which is different from sounding as if she does. Or as if she thinks it's the largest she's dealt with.

It should be, by rights. It just has so much else to compete with, and she has little left to give to find it shocking. )

Well, it's for the best they haven't. It would not be, I think, in their best interests.

[meds4sale]

Just a medicine seller.

...Though I have some competence with treating injuries.

[aforethought]

They got elf writing?

[ the more you fuckin know ]

[alankazam]

[ mildly: ]

I've never been to the desert. Do you think you'll see hyenas?

[ this is clearly the most important part of all this — if thranduil asks assistance, he'll have it; that was never a question. ]