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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!]

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I am sure you can muddle one if you so wished.

[He is so blessed right now. ]

I was in a place before I was here. Between being kidnapped from Thedas and being brought to this place- it was called Exsilium. We were fighting a war there against people who had the power Atroma show here.

I would not be surprised if the same people were involved in all of this. There are many people with experiences similar to mine, having been kidnapped to another world previously. It seems too...convenient to be coincidence.

[ Nah, he good. ]

..I hadn't considered that there could be more places like that, but now that it's said, it makes more sense than other possibilities. Is anyone getting closer to an answer, or does it remain stubbornly out of grasp?

There was an attempt to get more answers a few months ago. It is...not safe to speak of those on the network, lest Atroma pick up something we do not want them to hear.

It was not as fruitful as it could have been.

I take it that not everyone is collectively attempting to leave and that is why information is rather slow to develop?

What are the consequences of speaking up against them? [ Because if anyone loves to push buttons to get to the bottom of something, it's Dorian. ]

It is slow to develop because Atroma hold the vast majority of the cards. They tend to erase any useful information we find. It's like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

[Dorian, no. ]

They can and will toy with your augment. They are called glitches. They can make you act in any way they so choose- or even change your body to their own whims.

Quite convenient for them, isn't it? Oh, they've figured it out, those meddling hostages. Let's just pluck it right out of their head and scramble it about.

[ Dorian makes a rather displeased expression. ]

I..would rather not invoke that. [ For reasons. ]

Precisely. They do not wish for us to find our escape- after all, we are clearly providing them with some kind of monetary value.

[He does not, they're awful.]

Unfortunately, nothing in particular seems to set them off. It just happens whenever Atroma feel they wish to do it to you.

Fantastic. I'm looking forward to it already.

[ That tone is so, so dry. ]

Is there anything else you wish to ask?

[He's using up his conversation skills pretty quickly here. ]

Is there a decent place to get a drink, or must I suffer until we're someplace else?

[ He doesn't need alcohol to have a good time but oh my god does it help. ]

There are two bars on the Iskaulit. Málum and the Space bar. ...The latter was founded by Varric, it is where I work. The other is run by a demon.

[In case that's a deal breaker- which in Fenris' eyes, it absolutely is. ]

Varric founded it? Well, that settles the matter, I have to see this for myself.

[ He'll check out this demon-run bar later. ]

Hm. He wanted something similar to the Hanged Man back in Kirkwall.

[So it's kind of a dive, but it's a charming dive. An no, Dorian, don't go to the DEMON BAR. It's full of demons.

Okay it has one demon, but that is one demon too many.]

[ Whatever, man. He does what he wants. ]

I trust there's still a decent vintage to offer?

[Don't come crying to him when you're possessed, dude. ]

Of course. As decent as one can get in space, anyway.

[ Wow, he's not going to get possessed. He's much to intelligent for that nonsense. ]

Kaffas, I'm relieved to hear it. It can't be any worse than Ferelden ale.

It is rather-

[Whatever witty response dies a horrible death as his expression changes into sheer disgust in about three point two seconds.

Fuck fuck no, fuck. ]

Ugh. You're from Tevinter?

[Says the elf from Tevinter. ]

[ Well. This turned sour rather out of nowhere, and the smile slips from his face. ]

Ah, there's something I've missed terribly from home. Immediate distrust because of my homeland. Now I feel complete.

[ That tone is so, so dry. ]

Edited (code y) 2017-10-03 19:37 (UTC)

[Fenris' lip curls. A part of him wants to turn the feed off and walk away now. But that would mean not having his SAY in this and he simply can't let that slide. ]

Our homeland. And the distrust is well founded.

[ As a man who has to have his say in every matter, it's understandable. ]

I can't argue with that, there's an immeasurable amount of things that have gone on for too long. That being said.. I'm nothing like my countrymen, and I'd wager neither are you. Especially considering you are an elf, and I'm aware of their status in Tevinter.

I was a slave, if that is what you're trying to say.

[Just going to put that right out there and call it what it is. He doesn't seem all that convinced, but that is less about Dorian and more about the fact he really, really hates Tevinter. Nothing good comes out of it. Nothing. Not even him. ]

You will have to excuse my scepticism. I find it hard to believe anyone within the Imperium who isn't a slave would wish for any decent change in the place. Allowing the status quo is the perfect way to rise through the ranks. To turn a blind eye. Thinking otherwise is suicide there.

[ Aw, come on, buddy. Some things from Tevinter are pretty great. Like the spices. Those are pretty legit. Blood magic, slavery, and evil darkspawn less so. ]

I'm aware of the 'system' that the Imperium has adapted through the ages.. if you'd like to call it that. The power remains in the families with seats in the Magisterium, those who are not suffer for it. Some would rather see Tevinter restored to its former..glory, but anyone decent can see why that is a very bad idea for everyone. Nobody wins in this scenario, less so the lower classes.

Incidentally, that is one of the reasons I left, and why I joined the Inquisition.

[He listens, at least. He remains tense, unsettled, untrusting. You can't let anyone from Tevinter get under your skin, that was a hard earned lesson. The higher classes especially had a way of speaking silver tongued words that were laced with poison. Never to be trusted or taken at face value. ]

The Inquisition. [A Vint in the Inquisition. That must have gone down like a lead balloon. ] So what, exactly do you wish to see changed?

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