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SS Pathstone Mingle

Who: Crew and visitors of the SS ~~Passive Aggressive~~ Pathstone
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: Aboard the ship
When: All February!

[with how good everyone on this ship is at settling differences, getting along, acting rationally, and sharing their things, this month will go by without any ripples.

the audience will be so bored. there isn't ever any drama on this ship. at all. it's great.]

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[ She watches him, listening carefully and trying to understand. What he describes sounds terrifying and she'd never been fond of dragons. Obviously this is something that Cullen wouldn't dare ever tell her about. ]

"Them"? So they're like monsters that find dragon gods? And the sickness, what is that like?

Yes. Monsters.

[Birthed from monsters, birthed from horror. He doesn't tell her that.]

Blight sickness... The tainted. Um, you get pale and cough, and feel unwell and it just slowly... makes you sicken away.

Is there anything that can cure the sickness? Magic?

[ Not that she ever plans on going near any caves on her own, if or when she shows up in Thedas. She can heal though. Maybe she can help people. ]

No. There's no cure for Blight and Taint. You can treat the symptoms, that's all.

[They have powerful healing magics in Thedas. They don't even buy time from the sickness.]

It gets into the land and water and spreads. But, if you get rid of all the plants and animals, the land does recover eventually. The Blight fades away, eventually.

Oh...

[ Eventually. It sounds like a process that would take awhile. She rocks her legs uneasily, back and forth off the edge of the couch. ]

So you have to... kill all the plants and animals?

[Cole nods.]

Once they have the sickness, you can't stop them dying. You can just stop them suffering. But a lot of animals and people flee ahead of the Blight.

[Thedas has a dark side. Thedas is mostly dark sides, but this one is unavoidable and dark without being terrifying.]

And they keep fleeing until the Blight fades away?

[ Elize is really better off staying in Rieze Maxia, despite its problems. What keeps her shying from Thedas, no matter what darkness it holds, are the people that she knows that come from there. And she's completely bent on seeing Cullen again. ]

Well, they leave the area and settle in other areas. Sometimes they move back. Sometimes they have new lives in new areas.

I see. They start over.

And what about the other Blight, the song... [ She backtracks a bit. ] Who are the Grey Wardens? Are they the only ones that can kill the dragon?

Same Blight.

I don't think mortals hear the song... But I do. The Darkspawn do. I don't like it like they do.

Grey Wardens... The face the taint, draw blade and staff and march against the swell of darkness.

Only they can kill the Dragon. Swallow and sink, swim until they sing.

[He knows what he's saying, but he can't quite stop. Knows it doesn't make sense, won't explain it. Can't.]

[ That obviously leaves Elize looking puzzled and concerned. ]

Cole? I don't understand...

[He sighs and gives her a helpless look and shrug.]

Grey Wardens kill the Archdemon. No one else can. I don't really understand why. But they do.

Oh, you don't? Hm...

[ Her expression softens, then she simply nods her head. She can settle without a full blown explanation. ]

That's fine. Thank you for telling me about the Blight.

[ Which isn't exactly the nicest thing for her to learn about, but it makes her feel like a little grown up with him telling her something as dark as this. ]

[It was a balance between telling her some of the dark things to make her feel better, but not telling her things that will really scare her, things that are personally frightening.

No Circles. Not for Elize. And he might start talking and be able to stop and that would frighten her badly.]

It's something you'll need to know about. It's a big part of life in Thedas, even if the Blight events don't happen very often.

[ Being held in captivity is something she never wants to experience again. A Circle is a place she doesn't believe she'll ever wind up in. Cullen will protect her. Jove will protect her.

She nods her head. ]

I understand. I'll remember what you told me.

[ Like a lot of the other things he tells her. And she won't tell Cullen. She'll be careful in what she writes to her letters to him.

She moves to join him by his side, looking over some of the paints and other things that he's sorting out. ]

If you want, you can ask me some questions too.

[They will, and Cole's grateful for that. Because a Circle, to him, is a monstrous thing to most mages.]

About what?

[ She shrugs her shoulders, not having anything specific in mind. But she has been always asking him a lot of questions. ]

Anything, really.

[He sits near her and pulls out his knife, laying out a square of paper and starting to cut it carefully. Neatly.]

It's nice being asked questions I can answer. Usually people ask me what I am, or why I'm here. Or I have to ask lots of questions, because I don't understand mortal things.

[ She also sits. She's not sure why he's cutting the paper, but she watches with curious eyes. ]

You can ask me about mortal things! Or Rieze Maxia!

[ ...Elize is volunteering eagerly like she's in some classroom, but she really isn't the best person to be asking for in-depth information. Especially when she's still trying to learn a lot for herself. ]

[He starts folding the paper over and the shape becomes apparent. He's making a pinwheel. He even uses a thin piece of wire to hold it together and make the stem.

He then holds it out to her.]

Nami showed me how to make them.

[ It's pretty, although she doesn't know what it's properly called. Other children might be surprised that she doesn't. She never had or even made anything like a pinwheel before. Yet the shape does remind her of something she has seen before in Sharilton.

She's careful as she takes the pinwheel by the stem from him. She's smiling, delighted. ]

Oh, it's... pretty. It's like a little windmill!

[Cole blows softly to make it spin.]

Nami called it a pinwheel. The policeman in her town used to wear one so he was less frightening to the children. To her.

She said you can colour the paper as well.

[ Copying him, she blows a bit of air to make it spin faster. She lets out a small giggle. It really is like a tiny windmill. ]

I can? [ The color she has in mind is obvious. ] ...You're giving this to me?

Of course.

[He carefully slide the pin out.]

You colour it flat, so it doesn't get pinched or crumpled and then we can put it back together.

Oh...

[ She smiles bashfully. It's a gift she'll greatly treasure. ]

That makes sense. Can you help me color it?

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