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[theboogieman]

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

Comments

[serves]

I am, considering the circumstances. [Timelines, space, being entertainment--none of that is his cup of tea, but what choice do they have but to adapt?]

A strange place, isn't it.

[The name alone is like some play on Kirkwall and he doesn't like it.]

[dirth]

Just a little. Far stranger than anything I've seen for some time.

[ A pause, and then - ]

And I walked the Fade.

[ Physically, he means, a little joke to lighten the tone. ]

[serves]

[That gets a small snort. Solas and humor, who would have thought?]

The Fade feels far removed, here.

[dirth]

[ He can be funny. Sometimes. ]

It is strange, not to be able to touch it.

[serves]

What do you make of it?

[He's hoping if anyone could find them some way home, Solas is one of the forerunners.]

[dirth]

It feels like... Seeing it, but not being able to reach and touch something that is familiar, as if there is glass around it.

[ He shakes his head. ]

It's uncomfortable.

[serves]

[If only that kept the nightmares at bay. Cullen dismisses the thought.]

Even here, everything feels... off.

[dirth]

It does. It is not like Thedas, and I am not sure how I should rationalise that yet.

[ He smiles. ]

Perhaps in a few months.