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[coppermarigolds]

Who: Aveline, Dorian
Broadcast: Just to Dorian
Action: Probably none.
When: May 13th


[Hello, Dorian. Have a video from a stern-looking and fairly curious ginger lady who has a question or two for you.]

I understand you're a Tevinter mage.

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video;

[serpentis]

Ah, it would seem my reputation precedes me!

[Dorian gestures vaguely.]

I suppose this is where I make a joke about that fact, but there's little point. I'm quite used to people sneering and calling me things by this point. Unless you're expecting an evil Magister? If that is the case, I'm not even sorry in the least that you'll find me a disappointment.

[coppermarigolds]

Honestly, I'm not sure what to expect.

[Well, he doesn't seem like an evil Magister. Progress.]

And you're... close... with Fenris?

[.... Maker, she is having second thoughts about going about this like this oh well can't back out now.]

[serpentis]

I am. I suppose you're one of his friends from Kirkwall, then?

[He wasn't good with this, with talking about relationships.]

You must have many questions. That, or you're entirely expecting me to be using him, I suppose. I'm not exactly certain how to put your mind at ease in that regard- it took me some time to prove myself to him.

You will either trust his judgement, or you won't, and I'm not overly fond of justifying myself to people I've just met.

[A shrug of one shoulder.]

[coppermarigolds]

You have it exactly. My name is Aveline Vallen.

[... does that mean anything to him? She's a bit curious about that, honestly. For now, though, she crosses her arms and sighs, just a little.]

I admit that possibility has crossed my mind. For now, I'll trust Fenris's judgement, until I have reason to do otherwise. Tell me about yourself.

[It's... more of an order.]

[serpentis]

[Ugh.]

I suppose you know the main points that most know. I'm a mage from Tevinter, an Altus, if that means anything to you. I was born in Qarinus, but I've lived in many places in Tevinter- mainly there and Minrathos. I study the teachings of the mortalitasi of Navarra.

My father was a Magister and I was groomed to take him place in the Magisterium. Naturally, I despised all of the lies and deception, and the excesses and cruelness of the Magisters at large. I was outspoken against blood magic and corruption, and was made a pariah for it. When I finally left Tevinter, it was less going on a little vacation to the south and more fleeing the country.

Here, I am a Communications officer. I run a salon and I tutor in reading.

[coppermarigolds]

That's an... interesting change of career.

[She takes a deep breath. Okay. So. Not a Magister, not a slaver, presumably there are people from Tevinter who aren't terrible.]

I'm just going to say this. I've known Fenris a long time, now, and the fact that he hasn't killed you speaks volumes, but if you hurt him, he might not have a chance to return the favour before I get to you.

[serpentis]

[Dorian blinks, and laughs.]

Oh! I wasn't aware you were so fond of him. I didn't know you were his type.

[Dorian, this is why she's probably going to want to sock you in the jaw.]