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[trashlife]

FORM: sending crystal
SENDER: Minka
RECIPIENT: Everyone with a crystal
WHAT: Minka's trying to get her bearings
WHEN: Mid-Firstfall, during the Nevarra expedition
WHERE: Shes in Kirkwall, but this message is going out to all.
NOTES: Reminder to check out her permissions post if talk of abuse is something she shouldn't bring up to your character. Not saying it will in her first post, but just to cover my bases.

[ Well this is just great. Here Minka thought she'd show up, they'd put a pair of tweezers to her hand, and out would come the bit of green Fade magic bullshit. Not so, she's now learned. And she's stuck here unless she wants to be in excruciating pain. Super.

It takes her several tries to start up the crystal correctly and when it is, there's the sound of deep breaths and whispered words: "Okay, okay, I can do this. Okay. Just fucking get it over with. Do it, you fucker. Do it. Okay, okay.... okay." ]

How does anybody find anything around this damned place? Like, yeah, I know how to find the stables: just follow the smell. Same with the kitchens. But you lot have completely changed this place since I was last here and I can't find shit. I'm lucky I ran into someone who knew someone who handed out these crystal things.

Would it kill you to put up more signs? And by signs, I mean signs with pictures on them. Not all of us got a fancy schooling to learn how to read.

[ She mutters under her breath. It's something about nugs. ]

Anyway, does anybody do favors around here? I need someone to write a letter for me. Preferably a dwarf, but I'll take who I can get. In exchange, I'll run messages for you in Kirkwall for a week. I just have to let my employers know I ain't coming back for awhile.

[ Because of this stupid freaking shard in her hand, but she doesn't say that. ]

Comments

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

[Well, here is an opportunity to get in good with someone in the trade ... never miss that opportunity.]

Glad to. I'm an elf, if that makes a difference.

[trashlife]

[ She groans, because what are manners? ]

I guess. A dwarf would know how important it is to get the letter sounding just right for my bosses, but if I can't find any then, yeah, it's fine.

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

[Not anything either one of them really had.]

All right, that'll be a gold piece if you can't find anyone else.

[trashlife]

[ The hell you say. She actually rears back her head to stare at the crystal. ]

No way. Already said in exchange I'd deliver your letters for a week. If I even agree.

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

[Welcome to Kirkwall proper. Everything is negotiable.]

Now why would I need that if I can deliver my own letters, and probably much faster than you can? But if we're doing exchange for services ... there are some goods I need help acquiring, and if you have those kind of contacts, I'll write you all the letters you want in exchange for an option to buy.

[gatheringstorm]

...you know, that's a good point. Picture signs, just to make sure everyone's on the same page. I think Base Operations could handle something like that?

You already know what I am. If that's fine with you, I'm fine with writing whatever you need. Just let me know.

[trashlife]

It is? I mean--! Yeah, of course it is.

[ She clears her throat awkwardly. ]

I might take you up on that. Got an elf who volunteered, but I don't know him from Maferath, so maybe you'd be better.

[gatheringstorm]

It's up to you. Either way, I'm at the Hanged Man if you want to grab a drink.

[trashlife]

Nah, should save my money. But I'll let you know about the letter thing.

[gatheringstorm]

I can afford to spot you, you know. I work here when I'm needed for the Inquisition.

[tactical_alert]

...Ah, I suppose that's a suggestion we can pass along, yes. You do get used to the layout after a time here, but signage might not be such a bad idea.

Are your employers expecting you back anytime soon? [Or anytime at all. He's reading between the lines and is pretty sure this is another 'caught a case of the hand shards and got sent off here' person.] The Inquisition does like to keep people around as long as we can.

[trashlife]

Yeah, don't you get new recruits and guests and stuff too? Would help them.

[ She doesn't know where she falls. A guest is sort of what she is, but with talk of joining a division getting you more money, she may end up a recruit after all. ]

They are. They're going to be real pissed. That's why I need to send the letter, so they know it ain't my fault.

[tactical_alert]

I think they'll understand taking some time away in order to assist keeping the end of the world at bay. And if not, then I doubt they were a very good employer.

[trashlife]

[ Minka snorts. It explodes out of her like a cannon, because you have no idea, Malcolm. ]

They don't give a shit. Wars are for other people, not us.

[tactical_alert]

Then abandoning them to join a greater cause should be old hat for them by now. If they happen to put a bounty on your head for neglect, then we'll take care of that as well.

[provenforce]

I've been putting chalk marks on the walls. They're mostly for my benefit but I could probably develop it into something other people could use.

[trashlife]

Hey, that's smart!

[ She sounds pleased. ]

Can you do pictures? Because if it's just marks, only you'll understand it, right?

[provenforce]

I could probably do pictures? I never really thought about it, I suppose.

[trashlife]

Then it's a good thing I brought it to your attention, right?

[provenforce]

Well, I could always teach people my system too. It's not like it's complex.

[ragweed]

[Late is better than never, right?]

You still need someone to write that letter for you, salroka?

[trashlife]

[ Oh, he's calling her friend. Suspicious. ]

No, someone already did. You a dwarf, or just like using the word?

[ragweed]

[He calls everyone 'salroka,' til they prove him wrong.

Still, friendly,] Oh, all right.

And yep--former Legion. I'm Kit.

[trashlife]

Legion? How can you be former Legion? I thought you did that til you got killed.

[ There's a pause before she realizes that saying her name back is an introduction and that's a normal thing people do. ]

Minka.

[ragweed]

Yeah, it's-- [Sounds like that's a point of some contention even with Kit himself,] --complicated.

[Complicated, and not something he'd like to go into yet.]


I take it you're a topsider? Whereabouts you from?