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5th Blight; video + open action

Who: Riona, a pupper and you!
Broadcast: yessss
Action: yessssssss
When: Today

[When the feed turns on, the fleet will immediately be greeted by the sight of a very excitable mabari puppy sniffing at the screen and trying to bite it. There's laughter behind him as his mistress pulls him back.]

Nice try, you little rascal.

[Riona plops him on her lap, keeping an arm securely around him. The ocean serves as the backdrop, the waves crashing against the shoreline. The sun is shining, but Riona's smile seems even brighter as she addresses the fleet.]

Everyone, meet Kiter. He's my mabari from home! Though he is much tinier than the last time I saw him... The tree must have made him little again. I can't fathom how or why, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth.

[She presses a kiss to his head. He barks happily, though he keeps wiggling to try and get at the communicator.]

Maker, I missed you. Though you're a puppy again, you still knew me. [She looks back at the camera.] The tree has been kind to me. Kinder than Atroma, at any rate. I'm grateful to it and this world. But I digress. If anyone wants to meet Kiter here, we'll be by the sea. He always liked to chase the seabirds. And I will not pass up the salty air.

[That is where she will be, sitting on the beach and playing with her hound. The little guy will be running up and down the place, chasing birds and walking up to passersby. And be absolutely adorable, of course.]

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[Like something out of a novel, isn't it?

Kiter inspects his hand before he yips in approval and gives it a few licks.]

Do I? Ah, perhaps that would explain my indigestion. [She snickers] But thank you. I do feel better. Having him here is a balm.

[It rather is, and he's never seen anything out of a novel come to pass so he's going to sit and enjoy this for a moment. Certainly he's no romantic hero out of a tale -- and beyond that? The lady is still married.

He scratches Kiter behind the ears.]

Yes, sunshine isn't very palatable, I'm afraid. [He flashed a smirk at her.] Is he your pup from before?

He is. Though he was grown when I last saw him. The tree must have done something to make him little again. [She shrugs.] I'll have to retrain him, I think, but it will keep me occupied. And having a pup on the ship will probably lift some spirits, too.

I imagine he'll grow a great deal from this small ball of fluff then. [Tyrion wiggled his fingers, so Kiter would jump at them, leading the puppy around just by moving his arm back and forth.]

You acquired him through the tree, then?

[And Kiter, like the sucker he is, goes for it, trying to pounce on his fingers and get his baby teeth around them.]

Oh yes. He'll get to be about your height, in time. Seeing him this small again really puts into perspective how much he grew.

[She nods.]

I did. A little while later, as I was on my way elsewhere, I heard a familiar bark. I turned around and there he was, running up to me.

[And she absolutely bawled her eyes out.]

[Now his mouth twitched up at the corners, as he keeps Kiter chasing out of his fingers.]

Well, now I know I am short, if I am going to be eye to eye to this little fellow.

[He glances up at her, and his smile softens.]

I am glad that you found each other again.

[!!! HE'LL GET THEM EVENTUALLY. JUST YOU WAIT. or so the poor pup thinks as he keeps trying, each leap more earnest than the one before it.]

To be fair, mabari are just ridiculously big. My dwarven friend kept drunkenly trying to ride him like a horse.

[Some of Oghren's alcohol-induced ideas were... something else.]

As am I. Maker knows how much I've missed him. [And how much she's needed him.]

[Tyrion let Kiter leap a few more times, before letting the puppy grab ahold of his stubby hand, and then he wrestled Kiter to the sand a little, always sure to let the puppy back up again.]

... Please do warn me before I try to ride your dog in the future, then.

[He smirked faintly, before he gave her a more thoughtful look.]

You seem like you've been lonely.

[The young 'un makes the appropriate growling and snarling noises, which really don't sound at all intimidating coming from something so cute and small. He eventually winds up on his back, pawing at Tyrion's hand.]

Oh, he'll warn you, trust me.

[His observation surprises her.]

Have I? [A pause.] I... suppose that wouldn't be entirely inaccurate. More it's been just... a lot happening at once.

[Tyrion laughs quietly at the little pup, letting him gnaw on his hand while he drags him slowly across the sand.]

Well, at least I will be warned.

[He nods his head slowly, before looking up at her.] I ... know we are not close, Riona, but I do know a thing or two about being lonely. If you ever feel like it is closing in around you - feel free to seek me out.

[His paws dig into the sand, trying to stop the slide. All in vain, of course, and Kiter is forced to eventually let go. He huffs in temporary defeat.]

Thank you, Tyrion. [She smiles: a genuine one, touched by his offer.] Kiter here will alleviate a lot of that, I think, but if things get rough again, I'll let you know.

[He smirks down at the pup, before gently picking him up and putting him his lap, scratching his belly.]

Good. I find that the worst thing with imprisonment is despair. Let's try to keep our spirits ... if not up, not open for ripe picking.

[BELLY RUBS. His favorite. Kiter is in heaven right now.]

You think people here would take advantage of it if they saw me in such a state?

[Tyrion is glad to oblige. It makes him wistfully wish for the pet he never had as a child, Kiter does.]

I think the Atroma most certainly would. And there's this odd ... triangle person. He travels through our dreams. I would not put it past him at all.

[That elicits a frown.]

Triangle person? I have not met anyone resembling that. Is he newly arrived?

Not that long ago - a few weeks, at most. So guard your dreams, if you can. He will ... be wandering through them. I would hate for you to get a nasty surprise.

I see. Thank you for the warning. [Her lips twist into a frown.] He must be some kind of demon then. Strange though. With no Fade here, I did not think anyone would have the ability to affect dreams.

I am not entirely sure what he is - or whether or not he can be trusted. I just know he possesses a power that makes me wary of him. [He picks Kiter up, so he can give him some head rubs as well.]

Typically I don't mistrust someone right off the cuff, but given his abilities, I would lump him under "cannot be trusted". Or at least should be treated with caution. Does he do anything in these dreams?

He offers you things. Or rather more specifically, what ever you want, whatever you have dreamed.

[...ok. Definitely a demon. And that is a whole lot of Not Good. This may even require a conversation with Cole.]

He very much sounds like a demon from my world. Do his offers come with a price? A atipulation?

[Tyrion doesn't know much about demons, but this sounds about right for something not good.]

Naturally, all things come with a price.

And? What does he ask for in return?

He wants favors. Which are a dangerous thing to give.

Extraordinarily dangerous.

[YUP. She's messaging Cole soon. He needs to know, if he doesn't already. Perhaps he could provide insight. And the mages... they will need to know, too.]

I've never heard of a demon taking such a shape in Thedas, but if this is anything like the spirits back home... [She curses under her breath.] Tyrion, if it visits you in your sleep again, ignore it. Do not speak to it, do nothing. I don't know what this thing is capable of, but back home? Demons could possess a person, usually mages. They do so by offering something: power, love, any desire that would convince a person to lower their guard. In exchange, they possess them, and they become abominations.

[And all hell breaks loose. She's seen enough to know.]

Do you know of anyone else that has been visited by this spirit?

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