crystal

[rowancrowned]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Thranduil
RECIPIENT: Inquistion
WHAT: New, alive boss. (sorry, Val)
WHEN: Post Hello Kitty Island Adventure
WHERE: Kirkwall!
NOTES: Census time!

Good evening, fellow members of the Inquisition. I am Thranduil, a Rifter.

I have had the pleasure of meeting most of you during my time here in Thedas, numbering, at present, a little under two years. I have done my best to become a contributing member of the force dedicated to halting the monster known as Corypheus and his foul machinations across this land. As it becomes apparent that I may well be spending the rest of my life here, I have sought to educate myself on the manners and histories of Thedas so that I might be of better use to the Inquisition, who saw fit to host me and the others like me.

I have recently been appointed as the head of the Research division. I am honored and humbled by the appointment, and so vow to do my utmost to stand as an example of how we guests ought to conduct ourselves whilst also furthering the noble cause of the Inquisition.

[ he stops for a moment, to allow that to sink in, before continuing. ]

In that vein, I am announcing a reorganization of the division with an eye to the priorities most crucial to the Inquisition. Signing up for a meeting time may be done in person, as there is a schedule on my office door, located on the top floor of the Gallows, or over the crystals. I have no intention of requiring anyone to switch projects; rather, I wish to outline the standards I will be setting in place for communication, conduct, and reports.

Furthermore, and should they be willing, I welcome all project leaders who feel as though we have not yet properly become acquainted to come to my office and introduce themselves, as all members of the Inquisition ought to make use of the library and benefit from the information gathered by my department.

Again, it is a pleasure and an honor to hold this position. I thank you for your time.

[ gently, almost as an afterthought: ]

And, ah-- Maedhros Fëanorion, and Fingon Fingolfinion, [ why, sindarin naming conventions.] allow me to be the first to welcome you in kinship to Thedas. My office door is open to you as well.

[Private to Iskander, Petrana, and Beleth:]

I believe it would not be amiss to meet for dinner this evening, and discuss the new state of things. I have much to learn.

Comments

[arlathvhen]

[ Delightedly: ]

Oh, truly, Thranduil? This is wonderful--

[ A small pause, and more Professionally: ]

I'm glad to hear that you'll be joining me as a colleague. It will be an honor to work alongside you.

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[rowancrowned]

[ he's as warm to her as ever, glad for the veil of a private filter by which to address her. ]

I am very pleased to have the appointment, and I feel much the same. The extra resources will be quite a boon.

Now, do the others call you Scoutmaster Ashara, or will Beleth do between us?

[mythalenaste]

[There's about five minutes of curse words in Pel's head before she pries open her jaw enough to speak.]

Well. At least you're acknowledging the rifter part, that's a decent start.

[rowancrowned]

[ he is delightfully even-toned:] Should you have any misgivings about either I, Iskander, or Madame de Cedoux taking leadership positions in the Inquisition, I would ask that you direct them to the Lady Seeker or the Spymaster, as I understand Ser Rutherford is still in the midst of travel back to Skyhold.

[fireandsmoke]

Well, aren't you a witty girl, [the Dragon observes caustically.] If you don't trust rifters, fine, but if so -- do you really suppose it is a brilliant idea to bait us with impertinence?

[And now he shifts his attentions to his new Division Head.]

Thranduil, then. I can't say I've worked long enough with the previous head to miss him. My name is Sarkan--the Dragon--currently steeped to my gullet in rift research and anchor shards. [... with a large dose of magical methods and alchemy to go along with it.] How much of my time do you want for a meeting?

[arcaneadvisor]

What would you have him acknowledge Pel?

[Thranduil is a friend after all and there's Gwenaëlle involved by extension, of course she can't let this sit.]

[arcaneadvisor]

Congratulations are in order, what a change to have someone sensible and reasonable to deal with.

[You always have a private invitation to Sundermount.]

[rowancrowned]

I think 'sensible' is the highest praise I could have ever hoped to receive from you, Lady Morrigan.

[ Private: ]

Are you comfortably funded for your assortment of... interests?

[samahl]

Congratulations, Thranduil. I'm sure the Research team will benefit from your experience.

[rowancrowned]

Thank you, Cyril.

[ Private: ]

[ after a moment-- and this is not a conversation he ever expected to have, but it is worth having. ]

Do you recall a conversation we had some months ago? About love, and the difficulties with your clan.

[circleprodigy]

[Well, better him than Val. Right? But she'll refrain from saying so, instead sticking to formality.]

Congratulations on your new position. As one of said project leaders, I will do my best to be available in whatever capacity this reorganization requires.

[rowancrowned]

And I will do my best to be worthy of it.

I suspect I will be requiring far more reports and check-ins than the previous leader did. I, after all, have a far greater stake in learning about the Rifts and the Veil. To that end, I ask that you think nothing of coming to me for requests for more coin or manpower to investigate either.

[faithlikeaseed]

[Interesting. So rather than the melodramatic Orlesian, Myr's new superior is a rifter he's only heard in passing on the crystals.

This may not be a bad thing, he decides after a moment's reflection.]

Congratulations, messere. I'd be glad to arrange a meeting with you, at your convenience.

[rowancrowned]

[ hey, he can be melodramatic too, if it's required. ]

Perhaps tomorrow afternoon? It needn't be formal. I will feel far more comfortable once I know my division as individuals.

private ∞

[elegiaque]

de Fonce is going to lose his fucking mind-

Also I am very proud of you.

[rowancrowned]

Do you like de Fonce?

[ pondering, now, just how much fun he can have when de fonce comes out of the woodwork, but then-- ]

Thank you, Gwenaëlle. I regret that it comes so soon after I began to accustom myself to-- us.

private ∞ division heads

[ipseite]

An excellent notion. I will make time this evening.

Welcome, Thranduil. I look forward to working with you.

[rowancrowned]

I believe we have spoken in brief before. I admit to looking over the personnel file left in my office to refresh my memory- would you prefer it returned to your hands?

[castintoflames]

(Admittedly Maedhros has no idea how to respond. At all. To say there is bad blood between them is putting it extremely lightly and neither of them will believe that the Oath is solely to blame. As mad as he is - as shattered emotionally and mentally - he accepts the blame that is rightly his. Thus why he wonders so very long over Thranduil contacting him. Fingon, he can understand! But him?)

I...will not waste your time.

[rowancrowned]

[ merrily: ] It will not be a waste. But if you would prefer I discuss matters with Fingon alone, I shall.

[ his tone evens out. ]

I would not have us avoiding one another. We are none of us not cowards, and this is a poor place to be without friends.

private;

[limier]

[ why can't these announcements ever come with drinks ]

My congratulations. Please inform me if you require any materials which I might more easily lay hands to. I have found Sarkan —

[ a breath that tastes like headache, she corrects: ]

He calls himself the Dragon — a capable hand at brewing. Whether he is capable of discretion remains to be seen. Regardless.

private;

[rowancrowned]

My thanks.

He is quite the character, is he not? [ thranduil, that's very nearly fond. ] I believe I have found something that ought to keep his appetites whetted and him somewhat muzzled for it. I am reluctant to ask him to brew magebane for me. I would not hand him that this early on, before I am sure of him.

Though the sooner I begin dosing myself with small enough doses to build a resistance, the better.

[utulien_aure]

[Because Sindarin naming conventions are terrible isn't Findekano Nolofinwion much easier to get off the tongue?

White-blond hair, Sindarin naming conventions-Doriathrim, he has to be. And aware of Maedhros already-all right, who was it who had told this elf? Someone he had spoken to? Someone Maedhros had spoken to?

...Also greeting them is the last place on his to-do list, Fingon notices. Reasonable orientation of priorities, he wonders, or a subtle assertion of precedence in the endless game of Noldor-Sindar power relations?

Why bother choosing, actually, it was probably both. Politics, can't it just be eaten by spiders.]

I find myself rather too cramped in offices these days. Is there any place more lively that we might meet?

[rowancrowned]

And be a poor host? No, no. Let it not be said that I did not extend the hand of friendship to your house.

[ he hasn't met theodosian spiders, yet. only leviathans and several of thranduil's allies, who were quick to tell him about the arrival of other very big elves so that he could prepare for this beforehand.

maedhros and fingon sweeping into kirkwall unannounced would not have produced this graceful an invitation. ]

I understand Maedhros is yet recovering from the voyage. I assure you that the Inquisition has been generous, my lodgings in the Gallows are certainly far from cramped.

[overharrowed]

I gather congratulations are in order.

My name is Julius, formerly of Kinloch Hold. I will be sure to stop by promptly. For better or worse, I've arrived recently enough that I haven't any previous standards to unlearn.

[He's interested that they've put a Rifter in such a position, but all the same his tone is businesslike and respectful.]

[rowancrowned]

Enchanter Julius? Or do you prefer Serah?

Of course. I look forward to meeting you in person. Tell me, what did your studies in Kinloch hold focus upon?

[youwonscience]

Great, I'll sign up soon.

As a fellow Rifter, believe me when I say I'm very motivated about my work on the Fade.

private ;

[rowancrowned]

Thank you.

Do you hope to return to your home, or are you curious for curiosity's sake?

[writteninblood]

Congratulations.

[Will Thranduil remember him, by voice alone? It's possible. This is Sorrel's first use of the crystal Beleth had so-casually handed him, and he's not...completely sure...of his skill with it, just yet.]

If anyone here can manage the division, it's you. I'm excited to hear what comes of it.

[rowancrowned]

Sorrelean! Beleth did not tell me you'd come to join us.

[ NO NO FORGETTING EVER. ]

Well, I cannot disappoint you.

[byblow]

Do you want those of us who are only hanging around and helping to come by as well? [ That is probably understating the degree to which the Wardens and the Inquisition are now entangled, but whatever. He doesn't like formalities. ] Because I'd be more than happy to meet with you.

[rowancrowned]

If only to explain how one can both 'hang around' and 'help', yes.

I am sure we will find something to discuss.

Private - I'm not late to this at all. Nope. Don't know what you mean.

[conqueredhearts]

I had a meeting with my advisers about this too. But having a meeting of the Heads would be wise. I agree with this, my friend.

[rowancrowned]

I was not aware one could have sub-advisers. May I ask who they are, and if they will be attending the general meeting? I would not wish for anyone to go thirsty.