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[elegiaque]

FORM: Sending crystal.
SENDER: Gwenaëlle Vauquelin.
RECIPIENT: Everyone with a crystal.
WHAT: Yo I heard you like books.
WHEN: Current.
WHERE: Kirkwall.
NOTES: I am happy to do action-spam threads here for anyone coming to grab some book.

( Without any fanfare, Gwenaëlle gets briskly to the point: )

To simplify matters, my grandfather purchased for me the contents of the house that I'm currently renting. I've been sorting through the library, such as it is, while I clear the shelves for my own books I anticipate arriving within the month - I don't imagine most of it is going to be pressingly relevant to anyone's research, but the social and military histories, as well as the etiquette books, might come in useful for our tame demons as they adapt.

( Are we not calling the rifters that. Thranduil literally lives with her now, why is she like this. )

Some of the academics look curious. In any case, I am having the lot of it boxed up. It's all quite clearly labeled and inventoried. If anyone wishes to come and collect it for the Inquisition's library, or sift through and see if there's anything of interest, you've until the end of the week and after that it's being donated to the Chantry.

Comments

[fireandsmoke]

[Did someone say 'Free Books'??? UP AND AT 'EM!]

I'll take them. Under normal circumstances I would offer you coin for a fair exchange, but [and he is loathe to offer this in fear of his precious time being consumed in wasteful ways,] I'm willing to provide a small token of appreciation. [Flippantly, by way of explanation,] A charm or a wizard's brief service or whatnot.

[elegiaque]

( drolly; )

People don't typically pay for charity. You can take whatever of the collection you can transport.

[fireandsmoke]

[One can practically hear the silent groan at the sound of 'charity.' His entire childhood was practically a show of charity. He's had enough of that for his lifetime.

... But then again he isn't going to give up the prospect of All The Reading Material in his knowledge-thirsty hands, so with a nearly indiscernible grumble, he resumes,]

Fine. I'll carry them. [And he means it, even if it drains every last bit of energy out of him for the rest of the day, so help him. Even if it takes him multiple trips, begrudgingly. Though that certainly won't stop others from popping in and grabbing a bunch while he's traveling to and fro.] Have them arranged for pick-up immediately. Where will I find the home?

[elegiaque]

They'll all be boxed within the week. You'll have to make several trips.

( If it sounds like she might be filing her nails, unmoved, that is an entirely correct impression. )

Inquisition records ought to have directions. Lady Vauquelin in Hightown.

[limier]

My, even the etiquette books?

[ they've clearly been so useful ]

[elegiaque]

I don't require further etiquette lessons. I make use of them as is appropriate at my discretion.

( Also, fuck you. )

[limier]

Of course. Do save one for me.

[ privately; ]

Require you anything from Orlais?

[ that's not absurdly fucking expensive, which is to say, probably literally anything she'd require from orlais ]

private, after an audible laugh. she fucking will, coupe.

[elegiaque]

Where in Orlais are you?

[meds4sale]

[There is an amused 'hmm' before he speaks]

You can leash a dog, but that does not make it tame.

[He's so helping the Rifter cause]

The books on etiquette are ...enticing. Are there, perhaps, any of this world's arts as well?

[elegiaque]

My mistake; I'm sure that the etiquette books would be terribly useful for the barely civilized individuals unwanted by their own planes of existence.

( blandly. )

None of any particular caliber. You're welcome to them.

[meds4sale]

I am sure many will be grateful for your generous attempt to correct such savagery.

[Still, books are books, and they probably smell a lot better than what's been moldering in the Gallows the past couple years.]

Whatever the caliber, it is better than nothing at all.

[elegiaque]

You're welcome to whatever you can transport.

[lifeofendurance]

Military histories?

['Sup cousin? This is no gag interest. He genuinely wants to read them. Does he sound animated by the prospect? Because he is.]

[elegiaque]

( coolly; )

You can have whatever you can transport.

[lifeofendurance]

They are not needed elsewhere?

[He can forgo his burning need for reading material if they are.]

[elegiaque]

Haven't the slightest idea. You'd have to ask 'elsewhere'. Anyone who wants them is free to do so.

[doneisdone]

....what kind of social histories.

[elegiaque]

( mmmm she knows this voice. not a rifter, hasn't pissed gwen off that she can recall - a warden, so that's a strike, but one alistair seems to prefer, so all right. )

Histories of trade development and its role in the political landscape-- ( if the house wasn't a clue in the first place, that might have been that her merchant landlord has aspirations and vision, ) --and histories of industry as well as social development and whatnot. There's one about textiles. And tea. And how ladies wear their hair.

[doneisdone]

...........
Never mind, sounds intolerable.

[justice_is_blond]

...Some who are interested may not be able to come and collect them.

[His voice is dry. Remember that Warden ban?]

I'd be interested in history books particularly. And if there are any well-written romances.

[elegiaque]

Well, if you haven't got any friends to collect books for you, that sounds like a personal problem.

[justice_is_blond]

Most of my friends also, coincidentally, won't be able to collect them.

[Grey Wardens gonna Grey Warden.]

Is there no help to be found at all?

[foxsays]

I would be happy to take some of the etiquette books, they might prove very useful.

[Or as happy as one can be to take the etiquette books when she can't just hit people over the head with them.]

[elegiaque]

Wonderful. I think those have already been packed, and likely together - you'll be able to have directions to my house from the Inquisition records to come and collect.

( She knows of Araceli only in the vaguest of ways, but the little she knows is sufficient to extend civility; rifters that pull their fucking weight are fine by her. It's the ingrates who fail entirely to justify having been spared the death anything that comes through a bloody rift should expect that can go whistle for it.

Of the edge of a cliff so they stop wasting precious Inquisition resources, preferably. )

[foxsays]

Gracias, whenever I am finished with them would you see them donated to the Inquisition's collection? I think we're understocked.

[Taking note of nobility actively under the Inquisition's banner is something Araceli's done because that's how you stay alive after all. All the propaganda was carefully collected, copies of it tucked away in her personal effects to have it because if you have a voice? You use it.

Rare enough that anyone would bother to.

Perhaps she's already comparing this one to her relative even if it's by marriage, she doesn't know Seeker Darton well but know him she does.]