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FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Adalia (and dragon son Charis)
RECIPIENT: Errybody
WHAT: Don't kill the dragon! Adalia can make you stuff! She has welcome packets for new rifters! HUZZAH!!!!
WHEN: Day after the Rifters show up
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: I don't have actual ooc writeups for the welcome packets. Yet.

( the voice that comes over the sending crystal has quite a bit of pep, though it may be manufactured pep. either way, the girl sounds energetic. )

Hello Inquisition, and hello especially to all the new Rifters who showed up yesterday! My name is Adalia, and I have a few points of order I wanted to let everyone know about.

First off, you will periodically see a baby dragon out and about in the Gallows! That would be my charge, Charis. Say hello, dear.

( there's a trilling call from the crystal this time, the sound going up and down in pitch — like an imitation of the word "hello" from a creature who can't actually say it. )

Please don't try to kill or otherwise harass him. He isn't a native dragon, I brought him through the rift with me as an egg, and the dragons where I'm from are both intelligent and rather friendly! He'd love to meet you, if you come say hello in good faith, and I promise you will not leave the meeting worse for wear.

Secondly! I have welcome packets for new Rifters I've been working on. They aren't particularly fancy yet, but included is a glossary of terms you need to be familiar with in order to carry on conversation here in Thedas, a map of the world as it is currently understood, and a short introduction to the various factions and politics at play at present. In the future I'll try to do more, but it's only been two months since I got here so this was as much as I could get done when I'm making the things myself. If you would like one, please stop by the Gallows library, look for the lady with curly blonde hair accompanied by a dragon, and simply ask! I will provide.

( a clapping noise, and she sounds even more excited now. )

Lastly, and most excitingly personally, I've figured out how to make a couple of the things I could make in my home here in Thedas! If you have need of a sleep aid, perimeter alerts, or a hangover remedy, I'd be happy to provide, either for money or trade. Feel free to find me in the library or get in touch with me over crystal if you're interested!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

❰ adalia listens to the whole speech, tries to take it in as much as possible, but... ❱

That sounds like an utterly miserable way of living, ❰ she says, without judgment. as she'd said: making herself smaller to get what she wants is not a way she knows how to or has any interest in living. these ideas, of pretending you don't know things that you do, or that someone is right when they're wrong — she abhors the very notion, for herself if not for others. clearly they have a place in the world, araceli hasn't made it as far as she has in the inquisition because they don't, but they aren't ideas adalia can adopt. ❱

I appreciate your advice. Maybe I will use it one day. But I don't yet see a need to swallow my pride, as you suggest. For one thing, I'm in Forces — I'm not likely to come across many situations where I have to use that particular brand of diplomacy or espionage. For another... it's just not something I'm suited to.

❰ adalia is, more than anything, a battering ram. a battering ram of personality, of power, of stupid ass terrible decisions that somehow don't get her killed. pretending she isn't something she is, using doublespeak or flattery or coquettish ignorance as a weapon is not something she has ever had any interest in or use for — she knows her strengths, or she's coming to, and they don't lie in the things araceli is suggesting.

besides. it's just a dragon. ❱