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rowancrowned) wrote2015-03-22 06:02 pm
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[ There is a pause and then, fondly: ] Corvo threatened to throw his shoe at him. He was in the dungeons, ready to give up, but the man called me 'simple' and Corvo spoke up.
[ In other words, the Outsider found Corvo, yay. Thranduil has had his cousins. Corvo has had no one, but no longer.
The statue listens, one hand under its chin. The Outsider makes mental notes, ones that may become physical ones, if only because he isn't certain how the transfer back to his actual time will alter his memory.
The news about the Templar has him straighten, though; his fingers flex, a note of agitation. ]
There is a drug here -- magebane. Be wary of it. They drugged us with it, and I could not use my magic; my eyes were no longer black, for the first time in four thousand years. I will tell you of this in the time I will return to, also, but for now- be aware, Thranduil. I will not lose you due to differences in biology.
[ Because that's fucking stupid. ]
What other effects would the Veil being torn down have? The spirits, for example?
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[ not that he's covering for this rifter. he's the only one allowed to be a pretentious know-it-all, and he'll defend his title. reputation's about all he has left. ]
Ah. He was... presumed lost, returned to your world or dead. But you are so inspiring, it is clear why he took heart. [ he nods, decisive. ] They will not catch me, my friend. Though I will have liked to see you.
[ he's very, very bad at human ages, and mostly depends on height. how had the outsider looked, thranduil wondered, with the shroud of his fea dimmed?
too small, he thinks. ]
You will not lose me.
[ thranduil... smiles. it is not a warm thing, all sharp teeth and a feral set to his face. ]
Nothing Galadriel and my lord will not be able to compensate for. If Solas-- [ but someone went back to sleep, so fuck him. ] ... our options, as they were, were limited. I will admit something like relief at not needing to steel myself for the inevitable... losses.
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[ No science only magic okay? Okay. ]
Not dead, but imprisoned. He may go to seek out the rescue of another. I will go with him, if he does; with this statue [ and the statue gestures at itself ] we will be able to communicate securely.
I find that I feel- somewhat responsible, for his state. It is one he has been in before, and I do not enjoy seeing him in it a second time.
[ Gotta take care of those pet mortals. You know how it is, right? ]
There may yet be losses. But we will make it as if these years never were -- a small comfort for those who lived them, but it will happen.
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(no science only magic for missing best buddy so recently returned to him.) ]
I will travel to Orzammar as quickly as I am able. If we are to do this as quickly as possible, nothing else matters. Tell me what you need. Your mortal needn't ever know he suffered, or that you cared enough to note his suffering. [ an amused twist of his lips. ] I needn't know that it ever came to this.
[ he nods. he... can resign himself to this. ] I will remember nothing, I assume.
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[ Fuck Up All The Venatori
The statue nods, quick and short. No point in beating around the bush. ]
Correct. And so I will also need all of the information that can be gathered as to the activities of Corypheus' forces, anything so that we can counter and work around it, strike first when able. I understand it has been a few years, but I suspect not enough for your memory to have many holes.
[ Or enough for all the information to be lost, even with the dead. ]
There are several others who came through with me. Of them all, a Templar [ yes, he knows ] with the nickname 'Wren' is perhaps the most level-headed and the best to pass information onto, besides myself.
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I understand. I will move to Orzammar, first, this... dissenter, the one who might complicate things ought to be handled first. And there are a few more who ought be told.
[ he laughs, charmed. ] No, my friend, I have forgotten very little,[ he admits, and reaches over to dig through the upended furs to grab the crystal. ]
I assume this will work?
[ he's gotten into bed with odder folks. it's been an odd few years. ]
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'The Doctor', apparently. Perhaps you could talk some sense into him, but he is very firm in his beliefs about how the world works. Likely it's true, in his own, but this is not his world. That is the problem.
[ As it always is, he supposes. ]
The crystal will work, but be careful what is shared on it. I've seen traitors already within Kirkwall.
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[ it is a title. it distances. you cannot love a title in the same way you can love someone with a name. duinenor: high tide, you are valuable to me, you are important, here is a piece of my people, made new for you, i care where you sleep at night and if your clothes are warm and comfortable. the loss of you five years ago tore something from me. ]
I suppose you would prefer this over that. You must speak with the others before you arrive, give them time to prepare for the truth. Romain comes to mind. He will... appreciate the novelty.