CRYSTAL - ota

[galvanising]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Nell Voss
RECIPIENT: All
WHAT: Hello, Inquisition. Nell is here to stir up your mage business. :]
WHEN: Forward-dated slightly to post-Llomerryn adventures
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: n/a

Inquisition, hello.

[ It's a friendly-enough voice, sort of husky without being unusually low, the common tongue spoken with the generic pronunciation favored by Circle tutors and just a hint of a muddled accent that's difficult to place beyond Northern. ]

My name is Nell, and I've only recently joined your ranks here in Kirkwall. I'd heard that the Inquisition's mages governed themselves through some sort of council, but I've yet to see hide or hair of it here. Was that only a rumor? I've heard quite a lot of rumors about the Inquisition's mages, it's not always easy to pick out the truth.

I suppose my real question is what is the status of mages here, exactly? And Templars, since I've see some about already? I'm eager to help the Inquisition in its fight, but I do like to know what I'm getting myself into.

Comments

[inagutterson]

Still behaving like they had it worst in the world because s'not like other folks spend their lives being watched and restricted and all the rest.

[Mages just got education and meals and roofs etc.]

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[ Mildly, confused: ]

I'm sorry, which other folks do you mean?

[inagutterson]

Ever heard of the Casteless? Lot of folks in the Undercity too, kind of a shit go of things.

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I've heard of them, but wasn't aware they were taken from their families as children to be kept under armed guard their whole lives and forced to obey or risk having their soul ripped out of them. How terrible.

[ not here ]

[limier]

[ there we go ]

[ not here ]

[galvanising]

[ look she made it like 50 comments you should be impressed ]

[inagutterson]

Well if you shag someone and pop out the wrong baby then you might get to come back after you leave it in the Deep Roads. You're in Kirkwall. Lot of doglords crammed themselves here when Darkspawn showed up.

[To say nothing of maybe you don't really want a baby but noble hunting kind of makes Yngvi feel sick and Wren would probably be angry if he decided to try tracking down a mage to maybe punch them? (He's not a Templar or a Seeker, how much trouble would he actually get into?)]

Can rip a soul out slow or fast, maybe it's kinder to do it all quick like. Can't look back same way then.

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[ There's plenty of eye-rolling behind the scenes, and also a lot of '?????' but, also. A thoughtful pause, a moment of recollection, in more than one sense. ]

I don't know what Fereldans have to do with anything.

[ the pause here is deliberate, to set off that statement from the next one, divide the response to the first bit from the response to the second. ]

But you've a point. There are plenty of ways that people with power rob us of our lives, and they're all terrible.

[inagutterson]

Darkspawn are bad, came flooding out of the Deep Roads where some people get told to go leave babies, lots of doglords decided they'd rather try to wedge themselves into Kirkwall instead of making a go of stickin' it out back home when it was full of Darkspawn. Got everything to do with a lot of things been going on here the past too many years.

[Too many mouths, too little space. All about the margins.]

Very quick to say 'us'.

[galvanising]

[ Mell still finds that explanation borderline incomprehensible but whatever, moving on, she's attempting to mend a fence here, at least for the moment. ]

You said yourself there are plenty of people in the world getting restricted and mistreated. I was wrong to try to make it a competition for whose life is worst when they're all just degrees of shit.

[inagutterson]

You're in it now. [What awful decisions they all made, least he gets Boneflayers and Carta stipends on top of this one.] S'pose you actually get to see it now though, being out and about with the rest of us. Even if you're here in the Gallows, probably wouldn't be my first choice of digs.

[If you're trying he'll try too, Wren he's sorry he's always sorry.]