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First Spell ☠ Video & Action
Who: Dorian Pavus & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Lyuku & Marsiva
When: 9/13
Video;;
[ Waking up in an unfamiliar place surrounded by unfamiliar things is certainly high on the list of disturbing things Dorian has experienced, on par with seeing a future that should never exist. It takes little time to figure this communicator business out, and somehow, he knows how to operate it despite never having seen it. Mark number two for 'this place is disturbing'. After a while, he opens the communicator and turns on the video feed. That is a very well-manicured mustache.. ]
From what I understand, and feel free to correct if I'm mistaken, but we've been spirited away by a seemingly-benevolent entity. Furthering that, we are given information that, by all accounts, should be impossible, yet here we are!
[ This entire tirade is complimented by a wide flourish, gesturing to his surroundings. ]
What, you thought that was simply the beginning? Turns out, we visit entirely different places, and this one happens to have something happening to it. A might convenient, I daresay. Oh, but let's not forget, we're entertainment! Steal the spotlight, win the show and get to leave. Sounds simple enough, but has this actually happened to anyone you are aware of?
Lyuku;;
[ The streets are colorful, if not a bit crowded, but not unpleasant. It's difficult to not want to spend hours winding through the stalls of the bazaar. He has a few credits to spend, but Dorian doesn't feel the immediate need to part with them in case there is something that strikes his fancy at the end. However, that won't stop him from browsing and trying to get a better deal. Maybe he stops to feed a strawberry to one of those dragonesque lizards. Definitely not picking it up, though. It can stay right where it is. He could also be found perusing the more mystical wares- tables of crystals and bottled herbs that he's absolutely unfamiliar with but intrigued by. ]
Fortune Telling;;
The beck and call of a few extra credits doesn't elude him, though really he doesn't see how he has the 'look' of a fortune teller- and he would have had half a mind to be offended had she meant anything by it. The orange-skinned woman had wanted a bit of shut eye, so Dorian finds himself sitting under a canopy surrounded by lots of musty tapestry and gleaming strands of beads. The crystal ball and stack of cards could be laughable. If he weren't superb at being incredibly charming. ]
I have a good sense about your future, care for a reading?
Wildcard;;
[ Hit Dorian up with something else! On the Marsiva, seeing the sights? Sure! ]
[ooc note: those who wish to make TDM threads canon and want to continue, feel free!]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Lyuku & Marsiva
When: 9/13
Video;;
[ Waking up in an unfamiliar place surrounded by unfamiliar things is certainly high on the list of disturbing things Dorian has experienced, on par with seeing a future that should never exist. It takes little time to figure this communicator business out, and somehow, he knows how to operate it despite never having seen it. Mark number two for 'this place is disturbing'. After a while, he opens the communicator and turns on the video feed. That is a very well-manicured mustache.. ]
From what I understand, and feel free to correct if I'm mistaken, but we've been spirited away by a seemingly-benevolent entity. Furthering that, we are given information that, by all accounts, should be impossible, yet here we are!
[ This entire tirade is complimented by a wide flourish, gesturing to his surroundings. ]
What, you thought that was simply the beginning? Turns out, we visit entirely different places, and this one happens to have something happening to it. A might convenient, I daresay. Oh, but let's not forget, we're entertainment! Steal the spotlight, win the show and get to leave. Sounds simple enough, but has this actually happened to anyone you are aware of?
Lyuku;;
[ The streets are colorful, if not a bit crowded, but not unpleasant. It's difficult to not want to spend hours winding through the stalls of the bazaar. He has a few credits to spend, but Dorian doesn't feel the immediate need to part with them in case there is something that strikes his fancy at the end. However, that won't stop him from browsing and trying to get a better deal. Maybe he stops to feed a strawberry to one of those dragonesque lizards. Definitely not picking it up, though. It can stay right where it is. He could also be found perusing the more mystical wares- tables of crystals and bottled herbs that he's absolutely unfamiliar with but intrigued by. ]
Fortune Telling;;
The beck and call of a few extra credits doesn't elude him, though really he doesn't see how he has the 'look' of a fortune teller- and he would have had half a mind to be offended had she meant anything by it. The orange-skinned woman had wanted a bit of shut eye, so Dorian finds himself sitting under a canopy surrounded by lots of musty tapestry and gleaming strands of beads. The crystal ball and stack of cards could be laughable. If he weren't superb at being incredibly charming. ]
I have a good sense about your future, care for a reading?
Wildcard;;
[ Hit Dorian up with something else! On the Marsiva, seeing the sights? Sure! ]
[ooc note: those who wish to make TDM threads canon and want to continue, feel free!]
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Years. Maker's breath, that seems excessive. Judging from your response, you've been around for some time, then.
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Over a year and a half now. I know of one or two who have been here longer yet. How long we stay depends on Atroma's whimsy, it seems.
[If there's a rhyme or reason to it, no one has yet to understand it.]
And I'm forgetting my manners, as usual. I'm Riona.
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A pleasure. Dorian of House Pavus. [ He nods his head in as much of a bow that's humanly possible while holding a communicator and not bashing his face. ]
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Normally at this point, long ingrained habits would bid me to say something exaggerated and kind about your House, or maybe an amusing story, but you may very well not even be from my world. I can't say I recognize the name. It's certainly not Fereldan, if that means anything to you.
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Fasta vass, of course it's not that backwards, Southern country that constantly smells of dog.
[ He can't even help himself, he's charming, really!! ]
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Riona knows she should rise above it and be mature, but you know, she just doesn't plain feel like it.]
Ah yes. Bloody dog lords and their muddy, smelly country.
[She smiles, all false sweetness.]
You know, since we're both from Thedas, I suppose I can introduce myself a bit more properly. [Uh oh.] Riona Cousland Theirin, at your service.
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There are entirely too many bears, as well.
[ It takes a moment for the name to register, but one particular name sticks out a great deal. Theirin. As in the bloody king of Ferelden. Something doesn't quite add up, however. Well, in for an inch, in for a mile.. ]
Clearly, you are the one I present my complaints to. I've made a list. Shall I start with the weather? It's far too cold, how do you even stand it? Cross the Waking Sea and suddenly everything is cold and miserable.
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[Therefore, deal with it.]
Ah, I'm so sorry. My dear husband usually handles those. I mostly just sit around and look threatening, since he's far too nice. [...okay that's actually not entirely untrue.] But, I think I know just what he would say: you're not Fereldan and we're the only ones allowed to complain about Ferelden, so therefore, shut your Imperial piehole. [She huffs out a laugh.] I mean, really. It's always the dogs everyone aims for first. So unoriginal.
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Okay, he's taken aback a bit, but he laughs. It's not very often someone tells him to shut up so eloquently. ]
Unoriginal, yes, but it's certainly the most noticeable trait. It is quite beautiful, though. It at least has that going for it. Far more pleasant than the thought of being home, at the moment.
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Much of the country is beautiful, yes. Underrated, I'd say. [That little comment about home makes her tilt her head curiously.] Your home must be pretty unpleasant if you still prefer the wet dog smell over it.
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Don't misunderstand, I love my homeland despite its problems. It just needs change. However, there are more pressing issues in the interim.
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Thedas does love to have its share of pressing issues. What current one are you wrapped up in back home?
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[ No big deal, right. ] Ah, yes. I forgot to mention the rifts in the Fade that continually pop up like posies.
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[Stroud. Never met the man, but she's heard enough to know he was a damn good Warden.]
So I've heard. Maker rest his soul. Never easy to hear about the death of a good man, but as a Warden, he'd have to face his end in time. He made it worth something.
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I had only met him once before Adamant. He was a decent fellow. Kept a gigantic spider from escaping the Fade. I would say it was worth a lot more than something.
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Ferelden has its share of that, too. Though I suppose every place does, to some extent. Some are more interested in bettering themselves than bettering their home.
[People suck.]
The Nightmare. Yes, he... died a hero's death. [She sighs.] I know the Wardens played a part in that, in creating that mess. If I had had any idea what Clarel was doing, I would have intervened. For what little it's worth, on behalf of the Wardens, I'm sorry. We should be better than that, but fear took us, and we failed.
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Mercy gets you a lot farther than ruthlessness, I've found. Perhaps because it seems so uncommon in Thedas that people just don't know what to do with themselves when presented with it.
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