[ In the interest of efficiency, her reply is written on the back of his note. ]
Dorian,
Name the meeting place and I shall consider myself invited.
A. LeBlanc
Dorian,
Name the meeting place and I shall consider myself invited.
A. LeBlanc
[Adelaide was the only healer Galadriel knew in this world and, unfortunately, was beyond her ability to reach directly. She had exhausted far too much of herself with the Warden and whether it was sorrow or fear or simply this place, she could not reach beyond the walls of the library, not with clarity. Even attempting to locate someone she could not see was taxing. Pain lanced through her head and she sagged heavily into the chair she'd hobbled to before the Warden fled.
She could not request her friend's assistance, not in such certain terms, but once she found the faint feeling of Adelaide's mind, the color of Compassion's will, she did what she could. Galadriel was not fond of vagueness, not in situations like these, but the most she could manage was emotional beckoning, wordless and with a firm sense of her location. She had neither the strength nor the will to maintain it for long and could only hope the human would yield to the sense of unease.
She could have waited, she realized, until her legs would carry her and she could seek the healer out, herself, but she was...afraid. It was uncommon, but not so terribly rare, and it colored her judgment. She couldn't deal with what had frightened her, and so her fear was left no other outlet but this. Were she more able, she wouldn't have been shocked to find it colored her wordless message, itself.]
She could not request her friend's assistance, not in such certain terms, but once she found the faint feeling of Adelaide's mind, the color of Compassion's will, she did what she could. Galadriel was not fond of vagueness, not in situations like these, but the most she could manage was emotional beckoning, wordless and with a firm sense of her location. She had neither the strength nor the will to maintain it for long and could only hope the human would yield to the sense of unease.
She could have waited, she realized, until her legs would carry her and she could seek the healer out, herself, but she was...afraid. It was uncommon, but not so terribly rare, and it colored her judgment. She couldn't deal with what had frightened her, and so her fear was left no other outlet but this. Were she more able, she wouldn't have been shocked to find it colored her wordless message, itself.]
[ It wasn't often a will other than Compassion spoke to her. They were so comfortably intertwined that Compassion often acted as a go between for her and any other spirit or will that would reach out to her. Told her what was worth knowing if it needed to be known. Pointed her in the direction of those in fear or pain if they could do anything. But for one to reach her directly, to beckon? To sing with utterly unfamiliar clarity?
It startled her into dropping her tea- only Roul reaching out to catch her mug saved it from being further chipped or shattering outright.
A new song. A new note. A new sense of- discontent? Unease? It was vague and sharp and clear as Compassion had ever been- following the song wasn't so much a choice as it was a compulsion. Blood magic a part of her whispered and the rest? Ran. Without staff, without cloak, without finishing the braid she'd been pinning into place, leaving it unbound and the braid fraying into a loose mass as she sprinted in the direction the song came from.
She arrived in a swirl of robes and unbound hair, staring into the dim light of the Library. Only when she saw the figure, equally dim, in a chair did she find her voice. ]
Galadriel?
[ How she managed did not matter, only that she had. She ran to Galadriel's side, hands brimming with Compassion's light. ]
It startled her into dropping her tea- only Roul reaching out to catch her mug saved it from being further chipped or shattering outright.
A new song. A new note. A new sense of- discontent? Unease? It was vague and sharp and clear as Compassion had ever been- following the song wasn't so much a choice as it was a compulsion. Blood magic a part of her whispered and the rest? Ran. Without staff, without cloak, without finishing the braid she'd been pinning into place, leaving it unbound and the braid fraying into a loose mass as she sprinted in the direction the song came from.
She arrived in a swirl of robes and unbound hair, staring into the dim light of the Library. Only when she saw the figure, equally dim, in a chair did she find her voice. ]
Galadriel?
[ How she managed did not matter, only that she had. She ran to Galadriel's side, hands brimming with Compassion's light. ]
Dear Council Member Adelaide LeBlanc,
I am writing to you with a proposal that begs the support of the Mage Council, regarding the combat training of both the mages of the Inquisition as well as the Templar recruits, as one.
Our foe has, at his disposal, armies comprised of both mages and Templars, all of which use deadly force bolstered by their unique talents and traits. Myself and Knight-Captain Maria Hill have discussed at length the possibility of joint training sessions that include both mages and Templars, with an aim to encourage basic combat training through to training their unique skills and resources together for battle readiness.
With respect to recent tensions, we believe that these joint sessions will assist to build trust and respect amongst the Inquisition and contribute towards the bridging of difference between mage and Templar. Practically, they must maintain a working knowledge of how the other fights if they are to work together, as well as become versed in what they can expect from their enemies. In particular, many mages from Circle origins have never professionally trained towards needing to fight either hostile Templars, nor other hostile mages, and it is of the utmost importance that they learn if we have a hope for victory.
Ideally, we shall not kickstart another mage and Templar war, but if hostilities continue to simmer, we will defer to you and your guidance as to how to handle any problems that might arise. The Knight-Captain and myself will oversee these sessions so that they are conducted both safely and usefully, with participants from both factions would would be most willing to cooperate.
From the Council, we ask only for your support at this time. We are happy to discuss in person and have our proposal represented to the wider Council, or address them as appropriate. This correspondence has also gone to Council Member Daylen Mathan.
Many kind regards
Altus Dorian Pavus
Knight-Captain Maria Hill
Edited 2015-12-06 02:38 (UTC)
I've something to attend to - I will be gone to Redcliffe a short while. Set something aside for me if we've a uniform before I get back, won't you?
Do you mind taking a letter for me? I've family in Denerim and you, I trust, will ensure it is set along in a timely fashion.
Am I to be civilized for the comfort of Circle folk?
[She doesn't sound accusing. She sounds a bit depressed, actually.]
[She doesn't sound accusing. She sounds a bit depressed, actually.]
[ Well that is- different. ]
...I am going to have to ask you to elaborate on this, Pel.
...I am going to have to ask you to elaborate on this, Pel.
Yes Sam?
[ There is a faint rustling of pages as she sets her ledger aside. ]
How can I help you?
[ There is a faint rustling of pages as she sets her ledger aside. ]
How can I help you?
Your letter is dispatched and I am returned. If I were to lay my head in your lap and whisper the secrets of my laundry, would you be so kind as to take this appalling wine headache from it?
( benevenuta sounds hungover. but not displeased - whatever came of the trip, it isn't only a mouth that tastes like something died in it. )
( benevenuta sounds hungover. but not displeased - whatever came of the trip, it isn't only a mouth that tastes like something died in it. )
[ Anyone else? Adelaide would mutter at about foolishness and turn aside. But Benevenuta was helpful, considerate, would share her secrets at least when it came to laundry, and she had done her a favor. ]
Of course. Where would you like to meet?
Of course. Where would you like to meet?
actually let's do it here
feel free to delete this comment once you've got it
feel free to delete this comment once you've got it
Edited 2015-12-17 12:15 (UTC)
[A courier arrives to Adelaide to deliver a letter, along with a bottle of wine -- specifically not Fereldan, since he is a man of taste and presumes she is as well -- and a small collection of fresh flowers delivered to her.]
[There's a knock at Adelaide's door in the morning.]
Roul- [ Muffled through the door but it does swing open, Adelaide's eldest student standing there to blink down at Pel; the remainder of the Spire Refugees bundled up for their dawn lessons in the garden. ]
Ah- Pel? [ Further behind Adelaide is seated at her desk, pinning up her hair. ] Did you need something?
Ah- Pel? [ Further behind Adelaide is seated at her desk, pinning up her hair. ] Did you need something?
Sending crystal, backdated to sometime after First Day?
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gatheringstorm
2016-01-13 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
Adelaide, when you have a moment I need to speak with you. A friend gave me a first-hand account of the Templar meeting and it sounds like they're going to pull shit again.
Define 'pull shit'?
Madame LeBlanc,
I have read a few of your pamphlets on the subjects of mages. I am no mage, but I am extremely curious and cannot seem to find answers in the library. I thought it best to speak with a mage and scholar such as yourself. If you would meet me on the second floor of the tavern at noon, I will provide refreshments.
Thank you graciously for your consideration.
Your Obedient Servant,
Senior Warden Nathaniel Howe
I have read a few of your pamphlets on the subjects of mages. I am no mage, but I am extremely curious and cannot seem to find answers in the library. I thought it best to speak with a mage and scholar such as yourself. If you would meet me on the second floor of the tavern at noon, I will provide refreshments.
Thank you graciously for your consideration.
Your Obedient Servant,
Senior Warden Nathaniel Howe
Warden Howe,
Depending on what answers you require it may take more than a brief meeting to explain this vague matter to your satisfaction. But I shall be there at noon as requested.
Respectfully,
Councilor LeBlanc
Depending on what answers you require it may take more than a brief meeting to explain this vague matter to your satisfaction. But I shall be there at noon as requested.
Respectfully,
Councilor LeBlanc
I hate to ask when you're already swamped, but think you could make a house call? Kas blacked out -not passed out, but there's a chunk of time that he just doesn't remember- while on assignment in that quarry and he's been having terrible headaches since then. I'm worried about his incident repeating itself and he's panicking about it compromising his scouting position. Whatever you can do to put his mind at ease, I'd appreciate it.
I can make time, it is no trouble. Something like that is concerning enough without the red lyrium- where am I meeting you both?
I have not written anything of you to them, I do not know how you made it to the list.
Madame LeBlanc,
A question if you will humour me and pardon my ignorance, but you must surely be the expert on ice magic within Skyhold, as well as part of this request perhaps being a surprise for Korrin, if it is possible.
Can magic be used to freeze food and then unfreeze it again?
Yours, in gratitude,
Araceli Bonaventura
[What a formal not for a dumb thing Araceli why are you like this.]
A question if you will humour me and pardon my ignorance, but you must surely be the expert on ice magic within Skyhold, as well as part of this request perhaps being a surprise for Korrin, if it is possible.
Can magic be used to freeze food and then unfreeze it again?
Yours, in gratitude,
Araceli Bonaventura
[What a formal not for a dumb thing Araceli why are you like this.]
Araceli,
Depending upon the food and the duration of the enchantment to ensure it does not thaw prematurely? Yes.
Always a pleasure,
Adelaide LeBlanc
Depending upon the food and the duration of the enchantment to ensure it does not thaw prematurely? Yes.
Always a pleasure,
Adelaide LeBlanc
action - Night, Adelaide's quarters - prior to the 15th
mythalenaste
2016-05-19 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a knock. When the door opens, Pel is holding wine and looking sour.
"Pel?" Adelaide blinks, down to her robe and chemise for the night, hair loosely braided, students either tucked up in their bedrolls or with friends for the evening.
Red isn't exactly a social butterfly. Oh, sure, she shares the barn amicably enough and she laughs and smiles and even on he rodd days working in the tavern she's very friendly, but she's not really social. What can she way? She's the lone wolf type, or something.
Anyway, she's sort of being social and sort of not, knocking against a set of shelves near Adelaide's desk. Her shirt, black cotton, is whole and unmarred by blood or battle, the deep, dark red leather trousers cleaned up so they nonlonger have that tragic battle vibe. All in all she looks cleaner and less brittle, and she has something under her arm.
"This a bad time, Captain?"
Anyway, she's sort of being social and sort of not, knocking against a set of shelves near Adelaide's desk. Her shirt, black cotton, is whole and unmarred by blood or battle, the deep, dark red leather trousers cleaned up so they nonlonger have that tragic battle vibe. All in all she looks cleaner and less brittle, and she has something under her arm.
"This a bad time, Captain?"
Settling back in at Skyhold feels...strange. To think that everything they'd been through in the Western Approach and to come back afterward and go right on working as though it hadn't happened. Well. Not entirely the same. The members of the late night study sessions, those that came to her to talk about what they'd seen, to ask after what it was to walk through the fade- that feared demons, those increased a bit.
Adelaide had her hands full which is how she likes it. If she is too busy working she cannot think about how she nearly died. Or that she'd more or less laid claim to a woman's life.
At least until said woman wanders back, a great deal more solid than she'd been at the time. Adelaide is...harried, which is normal. Hair pinned precisely in place with only a few strands loose around her face, muslin robe swapped out for a thicker, pale blue kirtle that fell in gentle folds around the legs of her chair. "Ah- no. Not at all, Red."
Adelaide had her hands full which is how she likes it. If she is too busy working she cannot think about how she nearly died. Or that she'd more or less laid claim to a woman's life.
At least until said woman wanders back, a great deal more solid than she'd been at the time. Adelaide is...harried, which is normal. Hair pinned precisely in place with only a few strands loose around her face, muslin robe swapped out for a thicker, pale blue kirtle that fell in gentle folds around the legs of her chair. "Ah- no. Not at all, Red."
Holy phone typing, Batman. Making it rain typos over here.
eviscerates
- 2016-06-02 09:03 (UTC) - ExpandHe ducks in as soon as he's back, intending to take a look at the tent and straighten anything that needs it from his absence, trying not to think too hard about how he's yet to hear anything. Martel would tell him if she's dead, so no news is good. The sight that meets his eyes stops him in his tracks, and all he can do is stare at first. She's here. She's here, she's fine, she's safe, and she hadn't said a word.
"You..."
"You..."
It's a terrible thing to think it slipped her mind but- it honestly slipped her mind. Time to recover, time to rest (brief as it was) and then the work began again. Back in Skyhold that means healing and lectures and lessons and paperwork- she's only just finished with a patient and taken down her lantern for a break, sitting back with a warm mug of tea, Remi curled in her lap dozing quietly when Anders stares. Wryly, she says, "If you stand there with your mouth open, Anders, you are going to catch flies."
crystal; after a couple of days in the fallow mire. send help this is out of control.
eviscerates
2016-06-03 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Captain, I have an update for you. It's really a huge deal, actually, you might need to be sitting down.
( It could sound serious, except something is giving her away. )
It's raining. I know, I'm shocked, personally.
( It could sound serious, except something is giving her away. )
It's raining. I know, I'm shocked, personally.
Red?
[ Oh no, what's she found? Adelaide's halfway to calling for a horse when...
ah. ]
...Red you are...in danger of getting a cold if you do not take the time to dry your socks over a coal brazier before putting them on again in the morning.
[ Oh no, what's she found? Adelaide's halfway to calling for a horse when...
ah. ]
...Red you are...in danger of getting a cold if you do not take the time to dry your socks over a coal brazier before putting them on again in the morning.
i feel obligated to point out that a bumpy right could be amazing or terrible innuendo
eviscerates
- 2016-06-03 19:03 (UTC) - ExpandHey— Adelaide?
( There is just the faintest hint of strain in her voice; she is in a lot of pain and taking considerable pains to try and keep it under control. Rain cannot be heard - she is out of the Fallow Mire, now, and in the Hinterlands.
Earlier today some Inquisition requisition folks will hopefully have also delivered an obscenely huge stash of herbs and seeds and other requested materials. )
Is now a bad time?
( There is just the faintest hint of strain in her voice; she is in a lot of pain and taking considerable pains to try and keep it under control. Rain cannot be heard - she is out of the Fallow Mire, now, and in the Hinterlands.
Earlier today some Inquisition requisition folks will hopefully have also delivered an obscenely huge stash of herbs and seeds and other requested materials. )
Is now a bad time?
[ Herbs and seeds mean inventory, mean discussing with the gardener what to save and what to plant, mean paperwork. And thus that is how Ruby's message finds her, weary, bruised, aching, and in the middle of paperwork. ]
Red?
[ She narrows her eyes at her crystal, as though that would better provide answers. ]
Not at all. How can I help you?
Red?
[ She narrows her eyes at her crystal, as though that would better provide answers. ]
Not at all. How can I help you?
[He finds her, not long after their escape from the Fade. She'll have questions, he expects — he wants to answer them, before too much time has passed.
He appears just outside her field of vision, crouched, his eyes trained on the ground.]
Passing nods in the Circle corridors. A name tied to a reputation, tied faintly to a face.
You knew his face.
He appears just outside her field of vision, crouched, his eyes trained on the ground.]
Passing nods in the Circle corridors. A name tied to a reputation, tied faintly to a face.
You knew his face.
Cole.
[ She does not start, but it is a very near thing. Only Compassion's reminder that here she is safe, that it is only Cole keeps her from twitching at his abrupt arrival and spattering ink on her notes. With care she sits back and turns to face him properly. ]
I knew that they were demons. Just as I know you are not, but- yes. I knew him, somewhat.
[ She does not start, but it is a very near thing. Only Compassion's reminder that here she is safe, that it is only Cole keeps her from twitching at his abrupt arrival and spattering ink on her notes. With care she sits back and turns to face him properly. ]
I knew that they were demons. Just as I know you are not, but- yes. I knew him, somewhat.
( on the day of this thread )
Captain,
( holy wow Ruby, no amount of cheer can cover the fact that she sounds sort of terrible, voice rasping a little with a mix of exhaustion and straight up pain. )
Shouldn't take too long to be back at Skyhold. Found a kid on my way back. Got your order from Redcliffe.
( She is totally arriving later than she said she would, maybe by a day. Or three. )
So how are you today?
Captain,
( holy wow Ruby, no amount of cheer can cover the fact that she sounds sort of terrible, voice rasping a little with a mix of exhaustion and straight up pain. )
Shouldn't take too long to be back at Skyhold. Found a kid on my way back. Got your order from Redcliffe.
( She is totally arriving later than she said she would, maybe by a day. Or three. )
So how are you today?
Red-
[ That does not sound good at all- if anything that sounds particularly awful and she'd truly expected Ruby back sooner- ]
How far out are you? I'll send a horse.
[ That does not sound good at all- if anything that sounds particularly awful and she'd truly expected Ruby back sooner- ]
How far out are you? I'll send a horse.
Crystal; fight me hiatuses are for the weak, timey wimey.
eviscerates
2016-06-15 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, Captain. Exciting updates from the Emprise.
( bc that's where she's gone for the Emma hunt during my hiatus it makes total sense shhh
She probably promised to do regular shard reports, idk. )
So the ring, right? It's making some of these plants grow right up through the snow. Just random little flowers through the snow. It also is making this elfroot grow extra hardy, so if there's anything rare here you need back at Skyhold just let me know.
What's new?
( bc that's where she's gone for the Emma hunt during my hiatus it makes total sense shhh
She probably promised to do regular shard reports, idk. )
So the ring, right? It's making some of these plants grow right up through the snow. Just random little flowers through the snow. It also is making this elfroot grow extra hardy, so if there's anything rare here you need back at Skyhold just let me know.
What's new?
Please tell me you're keeping warm.
[ The Emprise won't be half as frozen as it was when she'd been there last- but it can be quite chilly all the same. ]
Arbor's blessing and Crystal Grace- you should have them in the sketches I gave you from your last trip.
[ Maker willing she'll come back before her shard starts to pain her again. ]
Nothing terribly exciting. A few new classes, a few new mages, more paperwork. The usual.
[ The Emprise won't be half as frozen as it was when she'd been there last- but it can be quite chilly all the same. ]
Arbor's blessing and Crystal Grace- you should have them in the sketches I gave you from your last trip.
[ Maker willing she'll come back before her shard starts to pain her again. ]
Nothing terribly exciting. A few new classes, a few new mages, more paperwork. The usual.
Who knows okay I have encountered anti-cinnamon folk before
eviscerates
- 2016-06-15 18:41 (UTC) - Expand[A little mage kid comes running to Adelaide with a scrap of parchment, upon which is written in a shaky hand:]
You do healing, right? Please come to my lab at earliest convenience. Mara knows the way. -RG
[Mara is the kid. She grins.]
You do healing, right? Please come to my lab at earliest convenience. Mara knows the way. -RG
[Mara is the kid. She grins.]
Edited 2016-07-12 21:54 (UTC)
[ At least she is at a solid stopping point. Adelaide sets her notes aside and grabs her staff, motioning for the girl to lead her.
It takes a fair while to hobble down the stairs but she manages without too much difficulty. ]
You did not manage to blow anything you should not up, have you?"
It takes a fair while to hobble down the stairs but she manages without too much difficulty. ]
You did not manage to blow anything you should not up, have you?"
Do you think I'm the same as a shape shifter?
( she sounds Aggravated. Upset, maybe? Definitely aggravated while trying Not To Be Aggravated. )
( she sounds Aggravated. Upset, maybe? Definitely aggravated while trying Not To Be Aggravated. )
Ah- no? Not at all. A shapeshifter must study to become so- you simply are. You had no choice in the matter.
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