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[fatedmuses]

Qrow tipped his glass at her, grinning. "As you wish, Sontna." He, just barely, resisted the urge to be snarky and refer to her as Inquisitor regardless. No need to make enemies so soon.

There was... something about her. Something that prickled his skin, had Misery on edge. Well. Most things had Misery on edge. But more than usual. He took a sip of his drink, pondering over both that and her question.

"Shit's fucked. I've always thought of Clarel as a good woman, but she's... scared." His nose scrunched up, but he couldn't muster any hatred for her. Only pity. "Warden's aren't supposed to let fear control them, but that's never stopped anyone before, right?"

Qrow took another swig from his glass, motioning to the bartender for a refill. He had a feeling he was going to need it. "I spend a lot of time by myself, away from others. It's... better, that way." He shrugged. "I tried to talk sense into Clarel, but does she listen to me? Was hoping perhaps the Warden-Commander of Fereldan would listen more, but naturally she's awol." Which was, of course, entirely like Elysia and incredibly infuriating nonetheless. "So here I am. Ready to throw myself at whatever you need before this calling, if it a real calling, gets us all."

[luna-mxth]

"Thank you," Sontna replied with a wry ghost of a smile. "I swear, it's been a month since I heard my own name." It was an exaggeration, an attempt at a joke, but it belied the weariness her position had brought her. The bartender topped off her glass after refilling the Warden's, then moved on to serve other patrons. The dwarf was dry and unhelpful, but he poured a good drink and left her to her business; it made the corner of his bar an easy place to read letters.

An amused snort escaped at Qrow's description, and she turned to face him. Despite the continued odd feeling in the back of her mind, he seemed ready and willing to talk.

"It certainly is," she said in agreement. "And... with what I've heard about this Calling... fear is an understandable response. Wardens are still people." (Not that it excused anything.) "Your isolation probably didn't help you with Clarel, but... if it brought you here, it probably saved your life... and I'm glad for it." She took up her glass, but didn't drink, instead nursing the cup as she thought. "I've sent scouts to comb the countryside for the Ferelden commander. I can't say I'm hopeful but... perhaps we'll find her before we catch up to Clarel."

She looked over him as he spoke. Something hadn't sat quite right with her. Better that way? What in the world did that mean? It sounded like something she might have said, back before she joined her Clan. (Before she'd been forced to be part of the world.) Her ears shifted, and her expression fell into a thoughtful frown.

"If you don't mind me asking... if you spend most of your time alone, who do you report to? I thought the Wardens were more militaristic. Or at least I thought they didn't like lone wolf types."

[luna-mxth]

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brain doesn't wanna reply tonight... come yap with me on discord (or dms) instead ;v;

[mythshire]

Send 🫀 for my muse’s reaction to yours pressing their hand over a fresh wound and whispering, ❛ I did not know where else to go. ❜

[luna-mxth]

fired up inquisition for the first time in a LONG time (sadly without my mods)

pay no mind to the twig-like body but her faaaaaace 🥺 i missed her face

[initiala]

As much as I think it would be fun to have emotive anthropomorphic ears, I also recognize I can barely control my facial expressions. Like hell can I keep from Angry Ears-ing during meetings

[felimemesandthings-deactivated2]

💬 the mun check-in meme ☕

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☕ — how are you actually doing today?

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[inevitableking]

He pursed his lips at her story, because it was no surprise but also not wholly pleasant. "It doesn't much sound like it was your fault," he offered, "though I suppose they can hardly be blamed. From what I've heard of everything, it was rather chaotic for everybody involved." He'd only heard rumors, of course, from his own intelligence - what had survived the entire event, anyway. And from Leliana, who had offered what she could as a friend but couldn't offer much for the sake of her own new organization.

He didn't blame her, of course. The Inquisition was new and trying to get a foothold, and they were facing a number of obstacles his nobles included. It was difficult to do when you were getting pushback from all sides - he was well aware.

"I'm grateful you're not eager to summon any Venatori on us, at least," he continued, and his tone drew lighter and warmer. "I've had quite enough to deal with in regards to them lately, I know you're well aware. Or Maker, you dealt with a number of them. I won't be wishing anything like it back any time in the near future."

But he was rambling, he knew. He turned his attention more to her, his head tilted lightly. "You said you spent time alone - what were you doing before the Inquisition found you?" He knew so little about this woman who risen to stardom basically against her own will, and he found that he wanted to correct that.

[luna-mxth]

"I... can't remember what happened," she replied, her voice falling low. "I remember going into the temple... walking down the hallways... then waking up in the Fade. Leliana can fill you in on anything she has learned since then." A slight frown tugged at her lips, her head tilting. "As for the Venatori... to my knowledge, Redcliffe is the first we saw of them. And yet... once we outed them, they've been cropping up everywhere." Her gaze had fallen off to the side as she spoke, racking her brain to try and remember before. Before the explosion. It was like a full day had been erased from her mind.

"I wasn't there to cause trouble: some Genitivi out of Denerim hired me to document the proceedings and find some ancient scrolls. I needed good-paying work and he paid upfront." (Rather stupid of the old man in hindsight, given all the scrolls were burned up and she had no memory of the Conclave.)

A soft huff escaped, and she looked back to Alistair. She looked over him, something almost studious in her eye, like she couldn't quite figure out why he would want to know about her history prior to the Inquisition. Well... it couldn't get any worse than possibly blowing up a mountain, and he'd taken that part fairly well. So, she talked.

"I spent the last few years in the wilds.. It was safer than remaining in the Free Marches," she said with a shrug. "Before that, Kirkwall. I ran communication between the Circle and mages on the outside, joined Hawke when she needed an expert on ancient ruins." (Further than that, she wouldn't explain. It was too close. Too personal.) "Before Kirkwall, I lived with the Dalish." (And that was all she wanted to say on the matter.)

[skyfiresmuses]

Scorpius' large frame toddled slightly as they stood on the steps, but they were quickly righted again by Aia. They snorted, unable to stop their giggles as they thanked their sister for her help.

"Mother probably wouldn't like it if we stayed out all night either," they pointed out with a grin. "You know how she worries."

There was every possibility that their mother was staying up to reprimand them no matter how quietly they tiptoed inside.

"Though, Varric's room probably has more space...." They cocked their head to the side, thinking it over.

[luna-mxth]

Scorpius's antics were met with a muffled snort. Even if being out in the chilly, damp air had brought her a little more back to her senses, her elder sibling never failed to bring a smile to her face. (That was how they kept the family together, how they mediated every conflict in the wake of Malcolm's death.)

"As long as we don't damage her reputation, I don't think Mother would worry too much," Aia replied, realizing only after she spoke how what she said might cut just a bit too close to the truth. The more she thought about it, the more Aia decided she'd just as soon avoid a confrontation with their mother... and Maker help them if Carver joined in. Varric's room was sounding better and better.

"More space and Carver will know where to find us in the morning," she agreed with a nod. "If he needs us for anything." Not that their little brother would ever admit to needing either of their help.

"Back to the Hanged Man, then?" she asked. "I'll get us a snack when we get there."

[fatedmuses]

Cullen's own lips quirked up at her tease. "You're certainly not wrong." The average Templar had been less inclined to care, about those sorts of things. Of course, they were all supposed to study the Chant of Light, to show their devotion to the Maker and Andraste, but some were better at that than others. And most of that tended to be rote memorization, without any underlying understanding.

Trying to explain magic nullification was... Cullen was glad she moved on quickly, because he couldn't quite find the words. They used the lyrium to... make everything more real, in a sense. To clearly delineate the waking world and the fade. He couldn't explain it any better than that, and suspected such a response would only invite more questions.

Cullen scratched the back of his head again, glancing away before looking back at Sontna. "She may have asked a few questions. I... think Varric spoke to her about it. Now she keeps asking me about Templar abilities instead." Which, while not exactly a subject he was anxious to talk about, was preferable to explaining to a child what happened in Kirkwall. "I just hope she wasn't too affected, by everything. Both in Kirkwall and here."

[luna-mxth]

"Then I suppose I should count myself lucky for that."

Sontna looked over him. He seemed... wildly uncomfortable. Whether that was from the potential for disclosing Templar secrets, working with a former rebel, the continued chaos of the Breach, or some combination of the three, she wasn't entirely certain. She still wanted to understand how nullification worked, but... given his discomfort, it seemed more tactful to drop the subject.

"So you're getting an interrogation from both of us now, hm?" she asked, before letting out a soft sigh and shaking her head. "I'm sorry if she's been a bother. I'm sure Varric told you... she can be a bit too curious for her own good."

At his last comment, she fell silent, her gaze dropping. How could she possibly answer either question? (There were too many ways, none of them appropriate for the setting.) Instead, she gave another sigh and a slight shake of her head.

"She's been as well as could be expected." She paused and turned her gaze back to Cullen. "What about you? Last I saw you was in Kirkwall. How did you get from there to... all this?"

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[luna-mxth]

Sorry yall I can’t do this

[luna-mxth]

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I think norrim should get to do some impressive shit with rift magic

She taught herself! From books and journals! As a child!

[luna-mxth]

Your strength is that you're a sweetie ooc and that makes you fun to talk to and write with @bushelofmuses

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa thank ;w; i try!

[luna-mxth]

how open you are to all of the what-ifs! it leads to a never-ending world of possibilities and combinations and AUs 💜

[what is my biggest strength as an rp-er?]

aaaaaaaaaaaaa thank! i'm very scatterbrained but sometimes that helps the what-ifs ;v;