[ There he is -- he looks the same, though the surroundings are new. At least he is not corrupted with red lyrium, not dead, not a prisoner. The statue smiles softly, inclines its head; yes, it's him. ]
None of us who went to Haven on the mission died, as you all thought we did. There must have been something wrong with the Veil between this world and the Fade; I've seen it in my own world, places where large works of magic have made the Void bleed in, have made time go back and forth.
This is a future, [ a, not the, because he has no intention of letting it get like this ] and we are from your past. We were shoved forward in time against our will. We're in Kirkwall, at the moment, having been captured. I suspect we will be making quite a bit of noise and then heading toward where the rest of the Inquisition is soon.
[ The statue stills for a moment, and then one hand comes up, rubs at the back of its neck. It's a hasty explanation, though no less true. It does not truly give weight to the emotions, the harshness of this present -- but to be fair, the Outsider often doesn't do that even when he has the time to do so. ]
Whatever you are doing -- we must get back to Haven. This can be changed.
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[ There he is -- he looks the same, though the surroundings are new. At least he is not corrupted with red lyrium, not dead, not a prisoner. The statue smiles softly, inclines its head; yes, it's him. ]
None of us who went to Haven on the mission died, as you all thought we did. There must have been something wrong with the Veil between this world and the Fade; I've seen it in my own world, places where large works of magic have made the Void bleed in, have made time go back and forth.
This is a future, [ a, not the, because he has no intention of letting it get like this ] and we are from your past. We were shoved forward in time against our will. We're in Kirkwall, at the moment, having been captured. I suspect we will be making quite a bit of noise and then heading toward where the rest of the Inquisition is soon.
[ The statue stills for a moment, and then one hand comes up, rubs at the back of its neck. It's a hasty explanation, though no less true. It does not truly give weight to the emotions, the harshness of this present -- but to be fair, the Outsider often doesn't do that even when he has the time to do so. ]
Whatever you are doing -- we must get back to Haven. This can be changed.