#solas mirendil

[direchinchilla]

Mirendil doesn’t cook, and this is why: She mixes up cooking recipe’s with poison recipe’s. The team has to keep an eye on her when she cooks (which isn’t often). The Inquisitor once caught her mixing nightshade into her own tea. (thankfully the Inquisitor had more of a sense of right and wrong than jealousy).

I might finish this one.

[direchinchilla]

“Are you ready, vhenan?” “No..but they must  be judged.” Mirendil and Solas stand before the Inquisitor’s armies, ready to start what will likely be another exalted march against the elves. Mirendil stands firm in her belief that she was sent through the eluvian to pass judgement on the world of Thedas. In her mind, the human civilization; the elf Inquisitor, and her armies are a footnote in the grand drama of Thedosian history. Although Miri formed friendships with those in the inquisition, she feels it is the spirit’s will that the veil be torn down.

What can be said about Solas in this instance? He has planned carefully. He knows that fighting the humans will weaken his power base significantly, which would mean taken an interval between this war and the destruction of the veil. He would need to have his forces at full strength before he dealt with the Evanuris; who would likely be freed once he brings down said veil. Then there is the matter of the Dalish clans, who would flock like sheep to their ‘gods’, under the assumption they were the benevolent creators the Dalish were taught to believe. The Evanuris would have an instant power-base to retaliate against the Dread Wolf’s forces. Hence the necessity for a large, stable army on Solas’ side. In this instance, Solas has the slight advantage of time over his opponents. He has the choice WHEN to free the Evanuris; provided his soldiers are fanatical enough to be willing to die without seeing any payout for their sacrifice.  

Sorry, plotting in my head. lol

[direchinchilla]

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[direchinchilla]

The she-elf was looking up, her eyes did not leave the sky even when he approached. The dim light glinted off them in a cat-like manner as she shifted slightly. They stayed that way in silence before the woman spoke in lilting elvhen; “I do not recognise any of these constellations.”.

Solas settled himself cautiously beside her on the rock. She stiffened, but did not bolt as she had before. Finally she turned her head to look at him. Large eyes, like amethysts studied him quietly from behind a thick black fringe of lashes. She had an aristocratic face that would have been prized among the elves of Arlathan. Large, wide-set eyes that sat somewhat on the surface of her face, rather than sunken into the cavity as most humans had. Her cheekbones were high and pronounced, fading into a faintly heart-shaped jaw. The bridge of her nose was straight, with only a faint tapering downward. She seemed to be assessing him in much the same fashion, her eyes tracing over what Solas assumed were his own features. “Andaran Atishan.” She finally said.

He smiled faintly and bowed his head. “Andaran Atishan, falon.” He replied. Solas considered the elvhen woman before him for a moment. Another being as timeless as he. “Do you speak the common tongue?” He asked. She nodded.

“Yes.”

“My name is Solas. I am pleased to see you did not run far.”

The woman blushed faintly and smiled. “I am Mirendil.” After a moment she added “I take it your companions are close by.” Solas nodded once.