introductions

[outil]

FORM: Sending crystal.
SENDER: Thane Krios
RECIPIENT: Any and all
WHAT: Introductions
WHEN: An unusually and brief calm moment.
WHERE: Technically Kirkwall, but location is irrelevant to recipients.
NOTES: N/A

[When this new voice speaks, there is a slight reverb to it, not sounding quite right.]

A curious thing, these crystals. But most certainly a revolutionary tool. I commend whomever created it.

In any case, I felt it necessary to introduce myself. My name is Thane, and I have been assigned to the Scouting division. I wish to make myself available, should you need me.

In addition, I understand there are some studying the red lyrium. If I may, I wish to speak to those on that project. In person, preferably. The topic is delicate in nature.

Thank you for your time. Maker be with you.

Comments

[gatheringstorm]

[Perking up, Korrin smiles and gestures for him to have a seat. She tries her best to ignore the heartache of seeing yet another friend on the path to dying slowly...and quite possibly in the worst way yet. But this isn't the time to focus on a morbid, depressing pattern. She's hear to focus on him, whatever he's willing to share.]

Likewise. I never thought we'd meet again in Kirkwall, of all places, but I'll take what I can get.

[She gestures for a round of drinks.]

I know you said you'd buy me one, but that can be next round. I'll take this one.

[outil]

[Thane sits down across from her. There aren't a lot of people he'd call a friend that's left in the world, but he has good memories of Korrin.]

I appreciate that, Korrin. Next round, then.

How has your company been? Have you been part of the Inquisition long?

[gatheringstorm]

I've been part of this for over two years, now. Damn, I feel old just staying that. As for the company, they're up north somewhere. Antiva, I think? A couple of them joined me for a while, but it wasn't the right fit for them. I promised to pick up the slack, so I'm still here.

[She reaches for her tankard and sighs.]

Will you have to stay in the Gallows, near the healers? If you don't have to, join me at the docks. Way less creepy.

[outil]

Please. If either of us are old, then it is me. I'm easily your senior.

I commend you for putting in so much work. I know that could not be easy. [Both a mage and a qunari -- vashoth, rather.]

It was suggested that I stay near to them. Their cleansing runes may have a positive effect on me. However, I would be glad to visit you. I was not expecting a familiar face.

[gatheringstorm]

Yeah, that makes sense.

[She can't deny the logic, and he deserves what comfort they can give him.]

If you feel yourself slipping...you'll tell me, won't you? [Red lyrium isn't usually subtle anyway, but he's amazingly calm and clear-headed right now, so.]

[outil]

Of course, Korrin. Though I suspect the closer I get, then we all will know.

But I can determine it before then... I promise to tell you.

[gatheringstorm]

Good. I know I can't stop it, but...I'm still here, however you need me.

[Even if he needed someone to end it. This is probably the one scenario that would get her to agree, having seen what happens to red lyrium infectees unchecked.]

[outil]

I know.

You're too kind. But I will remember it, when I need it.