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thranduil oropherion ([personal profile] rowancrowned) wrote2015-03-22 06:02 pm
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limier: ([ dark: doubtful ])

[personal profile] limier 2017-10-12 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ an odd choice, if not entirely without merit. he's dissension enough already ]

It can be played well to my people. [ non-mages. circle mages. the chantry — anyone with cause to favour order over chaos, consequence for action. ] And the bulk of your apostastes are Dalish; I trust you've that in hand.

[ she'll be of little use with it. ]

The rebellion's representatives may take issue. Remind them he is yet a mage, not to be forgotten by their cause.

[ a beat ]

Iskandar has named Anders to an advisory role. You could raise your nug [ yes she listens to the crystals it helps her visualize punching aleron's stupid face so she can sleep at night ] To the position and create less of a diplomatic headache.
limier: ([ dark: consider ])

[personal profile] limier 2017-10-12 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
They do not fight, [ bluntly. it’s the only way to speak of it. ] And we are in a war.

I would not be surprised if some had survived to be trafficked, [ enchantment is a rare skill, a perilously valuable one. ] They are content to be forgotten, and we to forget.

[ the thought leadens her stomach. ]

I daresay we might all use the reminder.

[ upon steadier ground, now: ]

To be a fly upon the wall of the meeting which appointed him — [ someone unfamiliar with thedas should never have been handed charge of their forces. there’s some value to be had in a leader bound to their cause, without other ties. there’s not this much. ] — But it is one title to acquire, and another to hold, no?

[ it's in all their interests if iskandar succeeds. whether anyone's confident upon that count? ]
Edited 2017-10-12 04:13 (UTC)
limier: ([ dark - regard ])

[personal profile] limier 2017-10-14 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ the ranks are not spoiled for choice. the scrape of a chair on wood; the creak of boards quiets into a low pace of steps. her words hold even: ]

Not, I think, for the pleasure of the climate.

[ she doesn't want to know. whatever this is, it leads but one place, and — she doesn't want to know.

but someone should.
]
Edited 2017-10-14 05:04 (UTC)
limier: ([ riddick: im sad now ])

[personal profile] limier 2017-10-22 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ a clever way of handling it — and a subtler touch than what word of the woman would have her expect. but there's little time to turn it over in her hands; they're full enough with the rest. ]

Severed from the Fade.

[ it's quiet. in the background, abruptly, a hard thunk; a harsh breath. ]

Has there been an accounting? Of those that remain?

[ if her voice rasps now, it's only old injury. nothing new. none of this will be,

maker, how long has this been happening?
]
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limier: ([ riddick: im about to be mad soon tho ])

[personal profile] limier 2017-10-29 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ the tranquil cannot be possessed.

it doesn't bear repeating, thranduil's no fool, and the impossible already walks among them. the venatori found a way, or only believed they had, and either's dangerous enough to warrant attention.
]

Our records were thorough, [ until they needed to be otherwise — ] And were often targeted, during the Rebellion. The remains are disorganized, incomplete. This will be more involved than checking against a list.

[ will be, because they can hardly let this go. ]
Edited (BOO a spooky halloween dobule edit) 2017-10-29 02:23 (UTC)