Can't stop won't stop

[justice_is_blond]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Myrobalan Shivana and Anders
RECIPIENT: All denizens of the Gallows
WHAT: At long last, a cure for Rifter Valley Fever.
WHEN: whenever
WHERE: wherever
NOTES: None applicable.

Good evening.

[Anders’ voice is tired, but calm and collected.]

As we set up to make sure we reach everyone, we have an announcement: we've found the cures. Myr?

[If someone can sound gently frazzled, Myr does.] Magebane first, to clear up the infestation. You should’ve gotten yours by now, but if we’ve missed someone, [all too likely they have,] you can stop by the infirmary for it. Serah Colin is managing our supply.

[There’s a too long-pause and a half-audible aside--something about “forgetting”--before he adds,] Rifters will want to speak to Madame de Cedoux since she’s not liable to forget you’re here.

That's the easy bit. [There's the noise of papers and then Anders continues:]

Rifters, we need you to bring an object you're willing to be bound to for a few hours. It's temporary, and it will stabilize your presence here for the other two stages. If you don't have one, we'll provide books.

The third step is a little complicated. Rifters need to experience and process a lot of different emotions, the more complex, the better. You're becoming like spirits; this will establish your… personhood, so to speak.

Non-Rifters, if there's something out of place in your living quarters, or things you can't remember getting, you may have strong ties to a Rifter and they may need your help for this third step. The binding should mean that you'll be able to remember them and their significance to you when you see them.

[There's a pause and a quiet huff of air.] It may take time and work. Patience will be key.

The Lady Thevenet, Enchanter Hawthorne, and Serah Averesch will be helping with the binding process.

And if that all weren’t complicated enough, [gentle sarcasm,] there’s one additional step, once you’re feeling like your old selves again. You’ve come loose from Thedas in all of this, and you’ll need to have one of our templars reinforce your being a part of the world and not the Fade.

I’m told the process can be disorienting, but it’ll also be very brief. Ser Ashlock has volunteered himself for that.

[Anders clears his throat.]

Potentially more than merely disorienting, as one who has… experienced that. But as you'll be bound the effects should be lessened, and know that we would not call in a Templar to do this unless absolutely necessary.

Once you're cured, Rifters, please check in with myself or Myrobalan so we can check your name off the list; we need to make certain no one is missed.

If you've any questions, please ask. We'll be here until the last Rifter is cured.

Comments

[dirth]

[ Solas watches the magic - and when it is done he nods, once, pleased with the outcome. He, in turn, offers a deeper nod, closer to a bow, to the mage that had helped his friend before he turns back to Galadriel with something softer colouring his expression. ]

Of course. I will follow where you lead.

[laurenande]

[Galadriel inclines her head to the mage who had assisted her, bidding her silent farewell, and leaves the room quickly. The sight of the skull still sits poorly with her, despite how unobtrusive that spell had truly been. Solas, true to his word, follows her and once they have reached the hall, she offers him a short, somewhat embarrassed smile.]

Thank you for indulging me; it is a great fear of mine, being corrupted by spell-work or by the will of another. This...was as you said. It is not that and...I wish I could have simply trusted you without reservation.

[She sighs, a bit tightly, but her shoulders seem to relax.]

Alas, I expect I have never been so easy going, but I am glad to have you with me, all the same.

[dirth]

It is an understandable fear, made only worse by the fact that this magic must be strange and new for so many of you.

[ Her embarrassment is not silly, he thinks. Unknown magic can be frightening - he accepts that, and does not shame her for it. Solas can only be grateful for the fact that she has chosen to go through with the spell to keep herself safe, in the end. He respects that. ]

I am glad to have been here with you. Are we going back to your room?

[laurenande]

Room? [She is confused a moment and then considers the hall they stand in.]

I had avoided taking one, out of worry should they recall who I am...I suppose after this, it matters not.

[She gestures, a bit stiffly, and leads the way with gradual, meandering steps. She has no desire to end their company, his presence is calm and soothing on her frayed nerves, but she will not demand he remain once they have arrived. Already he has done her many small kindnesses.]

Where I am sleeping is this way, though it is some walk from here.

[dirth]

It will no longer be an issue. You should make yourself comfortable.

[ Solas moves and steps up to follow after her; she's guiding him, and he stands at her side to make sure that she is healthy and that she is not met by anyone else who might say or do something to upset her. All he can do is turn his head to offer her a small, gentle smile. ]

Then we shall walk together. There is nowhere else I would rather be.