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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.

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[rowancrowned]

Do not tempt it, nor give it ideas.

[ thanks, anders. he can only hope that the elvhen built like the sinda do: with the intent to leave something standing for millennia. or perhaps more like the noldo. ]

It takes a great deal of blood to mark treated wood. I am not unaware of what happened there. I am, perhaps, more tenderhearted than some of you, and less accustomed to walking the Fade when I sleep. Whatever lingered in that room may have worked their way into my dreams. But- abuses occurred here that did not leave marks. Who would be able to do the math to know which is worse.

[ kirkwall is- odd. he relishes the thinnest of the veil, but not what presses at it from the other side. ]

I understand. You are in high demand. You have my thanks still, even if merely for the offer.

[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.