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an invitation;

[heirring]

[Appearing in his post box (if he managed to get one assigned before they were destroyed, and it by some miracle managed to survive the abomination), or with other mail destined for him, or simply slipped under the door of whatever room he might be call his own, is a cream colored envelope with a simple pale pink seal. The paper inside is rather fine, and the handwriting exceptional. It reads—]

Warden,

I am writing to extend my unalloyed best wishes for the fall season to you and yours, and to cordially issue an invitation to join myself and a few other select members of Riftwatch for an evening of dinner, dancing, and entertainment at the close of Kingsway.

This event has been arranged as a means to raise funds for the benefit of Riftwatch. Though a member of the Research Division and acting Assistant to the Seneschal, I have organized this benefit purely independently in the hopes of soliciting the good will of individuals who may, for whatever reason, typically not feel disposed to offer contributions to the organization. Nonetheless, I would be most grateful for your participation and engagement in this endeavor; indeed, your presence is vital to the evening's success.

If you are bold enough to accept this invitation, you will be rewarded handsomely with an excellent meal and very fine company shared in the setting of one of Kirkwall's finest estates, and will be required to perform no work more taxing than pleasant conversation (to whatever degree you find most appealing).

Please respond at your earliest convenience. Festivities will begin promptly at sundown on the selected date. All guests are encouraged to dress to their best advantage.

With Thanks,
Miss Wysteria A. Poppell
Research Division
Assistant to the Seneschal
Project Felandaris

P.S. I believe we may have a mutual friend.

a reply; book

[pittance]

[ The ink's quite nice. The handwriting, unexceptional. ]

Miss Poppell,

Sounds fun, never turn down dinner. Who's the friend?

- Vance

the book continues;

[heirring]

[That's fine. He won't be required to write.]

Warden,

Excellent! If you would please provide me with a very short biography for yourself, I will note you down for the evening accordingly.

As for the mutual friend, I speak of Mr. Ellis.

Warm Regards,
Wysteria A. Poppell
Research Division
Project Felendaris
Assistant to the Seneschal

a never-ending....story.....

[pittance]

[ The reply comes at slight delay. It's a bit more cleanly-written: ]

Miss Poppell,

Bit rusty on my biographies. It cheating to ask to see yours?

Call it a trade: We can both work in how we know Ellis.

- Vance,

[ he can be forgiven for assuming she doesn't run in ginsberg's old crowd ]

before birthday party.

[heorte]

[ Handwritten note shoved under Vance's doorway in the wee hours of the morning— ]

Mhavos Dalat is assembling some information to pass to Rifters, to help them familiarize themselves with Thedas after they've arrived. I volunteered to explain some aspects of the Blight.

If you have anything you care to add, mark it down here and I'll include it when I copy this draft over to give to him.

There is a fair amount of opinion around what a Blight is. For your purposes, a Blight occurs when creatures called darkspawn rally in great numbers around an archdemon and rise to the surface with the intent of destroying whatever they come across. This has come to pass five times in recorded history, and hopefully shall not come again in your lifetime.

What you should concern yourself with are darkspawn, which are capable of tunneling to the surface and spreading disease and death as they travel. They are capable of breaking through to surface in smaller groups, though the threat of their presence should not be underestimated because they have not brought an army with them. You are likely to come across them in your time with Riftwatch. The wisest thing you can do if you come across darkspawn is run in the opposite direction, as attempting to fight one can either be your death at the end of their weapons or death from the taint, which spreads from contact with their blood. There is no cure for the taint, so please do not take the danger lightly.

annotated and shoved back, in the normal person daytime

[pittance]

-> How to recognize

-> Explain archdemon? ( dragon / commands )

-> Corypheus using: Can't always run.

some of us get up early vANCE

[heorte]

[ Second draft, slide under doorway late evening— ]

There is a fair amount of opinion around what a Blight is. For your purposes, a Blight occurs when creatures called darkspawn rally in great numbers around an archdemon and rise to the surface with the intent of destroying whatever they come across. An archdemon is an Old God, manifested in the form of a dragon. They do not accompany the darkspawn to the surface, but direct the hoards from deep below the surface. A Blight cannot end until the archdemon has been killed.

This has come to pass five times in recorded history, and hopefully shall not come again in your lifetime.

What you should concern yourself with are darkspawn, which are capable of tunneling to the surface and spreading disease and death as they travel. They are twisted figures, most stand upright on two legs and all ooze black from their eyes and mouth, and will bleed black if you manage to cut them. They are capable of breaking through to surface in smaller groups, though the threat of their presence should not be underestimated because they have not brought an army with them. You are likely to come across them in your time with Riftwatch. The wisest thing you can do if you come across darkspawn is run in the opposite direction, as attempting to fight one can either be your death at the end of their weapons or death from the taint, which spreads from contact with their blood. There is no cure for the taint, so please do not take the danger lightly.

[ a further note, scribbled along the bottom of the parchment: What are your suggestions as to what they should do if they can't run?

yeah nerds do

[pittance]

-> Cover mouth, nose.

-> Stay ranged if able. Try for head.

-> Burn any bodies. Victims too.

-> Warn others. One outside, ten in the walls.

-> You & Me?

crystal.

[murderbaby]

Not to be gouache, but- did you know about the auction?

[pittance]

I am writing to — blah blah —

[ As though reading off a card: ]

Cordially issue an invitation — etcetera —

[ He doesn't attempt Wysteria's voice, but something of the cadence remains. ]

For an evening of dinner, dancing, and entertainment. This event has been arranged as a means to raise funds for the benefit of Riftwatch.

[murderbaby]

Ugh. Did she ask you to invite me?

I ask only so I can know how... annoyed I'm supposed to be, not to accuse you.

[Anymore.]

[pittance]

Just figured it had a plus-one. You alright? Don't remember much.

[ elbows at temple height. ]

Crystal

[muckspout]

I have a question about the Satinalia gift I gave you.

[pittance]

The spoon? Loved it. Haven't got my hands on soup yet — but keen to get the spoon on some.

[muckspout]

[Uncomfortable sigh.]

It looks like...Maybe...Well...

[A lengthy pause.]
I kinda need it back?

[pittance]

Sure, call it a regift. I'll stick it with your mail.

[heorte]

Scribbly note, dropped in Vance's mailbox:

I've an errand to attend to in Ferelden. Will return once it has been completed.

— Ellis

[pittance]

book; eventually

[pittance]

You know Burton?

[heorte]

[ Unexpected, but— ]

Yes.

[ There you go, buddy. ]

[pittance]

Keeps talking about a Blight Suit. Think we should tell him about armor?

crystal; pretend this happened in a timely manner from her return from the temple of Dumat

[kantikoy]

I have news.

It isn't the good sort.

cool pretend i replied in one

[pittance]

Scale of bad to fuck-awful?

of course

[kantikoy]

Fuck-awful, I suppose, depending.

What do you know about the Temple of Dumat?

[pittance]

That I'm siding with fuck-awful. What happened?