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[dirth]

Who: Solas and you!
Broadcast: Text; universal
Action: On the Pathstone
When: Early morning of the 20th

I am looking for drawing tools. Charcoal, parchment, paints, anything of the like. I have credits I am willing to trade, but I find myself running low on my personal supplies.

[ Having left, his limited supplies of paints had been left to the Pathstone and Cole. Now he needs something to do with his hands and he feels almost... Twitchy with too much time on his hand. ]

Otherwise, I may offer artwork itself in trade. Any visitors to the Pathstone will have seen examples. Thank you.

Comments

[theshabbiestofmen]

Oh, yes. You're assigned to one at birth if you've got the talent for it-- but you can transfer, obviously, if you want. The one for my country is Hogwarts-- it's around a thousand years old, I think? Founded by four witches and wizards, and we're divided into houses based on what they valued.

[He chatters on cheerfully enough, pleased to be talking about this. James and the others have long since shut him down whenever he tries to talk about Hogwarts, A History, which is honestly a shame.]

My friends and I were in Gryffindor, which places value on courage, chivalry, and determination. The others are Hufflepuff, with a value on dedication, loyalty, fairness, and patience; Ravenclaw, with a value of wit, cleverness, and wisdom; and Slytherin, with a value on ambition, cunning, and resourcefulness. You get sorted, but you can ask to be put into a house-- I waved between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw for a bit before going into the former.

[dirth]

I see. There are many schools, then, and you are assigned the most local one in order for you to be trained in magic.

[ The idea of being divided on personal values seems somewhat foolish for Solas, especially considering the nature of the elves in Thedas- with slave markings on their faces and devotion to Gods that would have them as pets, as toys... There is discomfort there, even if he does not vocalise it particularly well.

His arms cross over his chest and it's obvious he's in thought before he huffs a small laugh. ]

Perhaps I would be in Ravenclaw.

[ No. He would be in Slytherin, and there's no denying it. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

They're all good houses, honestly.

[--he says it dutifully, though it's not entirely honest. He has less derision for Hufflepuff than, say, Sirius does-- but Slytherin will forever be a worrying house for him. It's bias, honestly, but so many of their current enemies have come from Slytherin-- not to mention the Black family, and all their pureblood rot.

Anyway. He aims a smile up at him.]

So, yes: a school. Best seven years of my life, honestly.

[dirth]

I'm certain of it.

[ Solas isn't a fool, and he can see the touch of something that Remus isn't saying. Whatever it is is likely unimportant, but it's still something to consider for later dates - plus, it's clear that he might not be the best liar in the entire world.

Solas just smiles, nodding. ]

It certainly sounds far better than the Circle.

[theshabbiestofmen]

The Circle?

[Now time for charcoal. This is a little trickier, not least of which because he doesn't know all that much about charcoal. Remus studies the little bits and pieces Solas has gathered for him, biting on his bottom lip.]

[dirth]

The Circle of Magi. Supposedly the height of all learning for mages across Thedas, but, in reality, simply a way to imprison most mages with knightly supervision.

[ It's obvious that Solas isn't entirely thrilled with the idea. ]