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[champions]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Marisol
RECIPIENT: All
WHAT: sup losers
WHEN: early Wintermarch, handwaves vaguely etc
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Marisol's info is over here but still in progress, feel free to shoot me a pm if you'd like some deets or to hammer out past cr

Good morning, Inquisition.

( It’s early afternoon, easily. She sounds very relaxed, and it would not be inaccurate to imagine her reclining on a sea of cushions and eating chocolate. Her accent is distinctly Antivan, and probably should be accompanied by a montage of vineyards and orange blossom. It’s just the kind of vibe she gives off. )

I wanted to apologise for any inconvenience caused the last few days by my arrival; the family estate in Hightown was not yet ready to receive me, it seems, and so there has been some to-ing and fro-ing. I understand one of the birds caused a little confusion.

( It trapped Finch in a cupboard. ) Please rest assured all the flamingos have been moved for their safety.

( And the safety of the Inquisition. )

I am Lady Marisol of the Houses Vivas and de la Nieve, Asturias and Hierro. ( Merchant Princes, nobility, pirates. You may remember her from such mage empowerment videos as GO REBELS GO and IT’S NOT SMUGGLING, IT’S SPECIALISED TRADE. ) You know, I had planned to be here a little sooner, but the weather in Antiva was so fine. I couldn’t bring much winter sunshine with me, but the Inquisition’s supplies have been replenished a little.

So! Is anyone here from the Rialto Circle? And can anyone explain why it is I should bring ships and staff to an Inquisition that took to destroying the Necropolis? I have some aunts and uncles who are very upset about it.

( She, personally, does not sound seriously concerned, but apparently she doesn’t sound seriously concerned about anything. )

Comments

[judgemewhole]

....Will they attack the visiting dignitaries?

[champions]

Not unless the visiting dignitaries attack them with a broom, first, as the young man in question did.

With whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?

[judgemewhole]

Ah, my apologies, my Lady. Knight Commander James Norrington, of the Inquisition's Templars. I am the current Head of our Armory.

[champions]

( Oh, templars. )

Knight Commander, what a pleasure. I am happy to inform you that my father also was kind enough to allow me to bring two of the finest leather workers is his employ with me to the Inquisition. Antivan leatherwork, as you no doubt know, is beyond compare. Should I tell them to report to you?

[judgemewhole]

[Yes, that's us.]

Ah, that is so kind of your father, and you. I look forward to working with them with the kind people.

[champions]

Wonderful. I'll ensure they report to you in the morning.

My father is a generous man, with his friends. ( Terrible to his enemies, of course, but that's Merchant Prince life. ) He was willing to offer the Inquisition aid despite certain misgivings, and further might be extended if I am able to report happy news. Do feel free to advise me if there are any particular skills or expertise that you are in need of to support the armoury, and I can keep it in mind for future requests.

[judgemewhole]

Well, I am looking for people who are willing to ... think outside the box, when it comes to new arms and armor. We are fighting, after all, all new kinds of enemies. We need to be able to counter that more effectively.

[champions]

Innovation without compromising the many things that have already been mastered and proven effective, of course.

( Always a risky balance. )

I cannot promise I can secure more people soon, when he has already been so generous to the Inquisition, but I will do what I can.

[judgemewhole]

Agreed absolutely. We do not need to improve on the wheel.

[He thinks about it.]

Let me know what I can do to be generous to him, in turn.