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[blightedson]

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{ sending crystal } during fallow mire expedition

[serannas]

Hello, Felix, this is Ellana. How are you doing? Is Skyhold still standing?

sending crystal. 6th of haring.

[liberalum]

[ It's been a day since he left Skyhold on his journey to the dilapidated Sacred Temple, and already, a gnawing worry niggles away to the point of distraction. Felix has sharply declined in the last few weeks since, which is a terrible time for Dorian to finally have his claws unhooked from Skyhold and sent on an errand.

He's due to return in the evening after next, but still, the hike through the mountains is a long one when it's on foot, over ice and rock. He finds a quiet moment, when they make camp, to take out his sending crystal. ]

Hello, Felix. I trust all is well, if impossibly dull without me.

[blightedson]

[Felix doesn't feel well at all, but hearing Dorian's voice cheers him.

He chuckles a bit and then clears his throat.]

Terribly dull, Dorian. I don't know how I'll handle the long hours while you are away.

[blightedson]

Yes it is. Luckily, it seems to made of stronger stone than the drafts that slice through the air in my bedroom would imply.

[He's mostly joking about that.] How about you? Is the Mire as terrible as I've heard?

[serannas]

Oh, no. I hope you've kept warm.

[ But she exhales a sigh at his question. ]

Yes, and then some. It's a miserable place, and it's hard to keep the spirits up, though I am trying. I do wish I could improve the spirits of the people here. It's such a bleak place and they've seen so many grow ill. Hopefully the Inquisition can do enough for them.

[blightedson]

I have several healers who fuss over me and make sure I have several blankets, so I'll be fine. Thank you for worrying.

[He considers what she's saying about the Mire then.]

Ah, it has a plague doesn't it? I'd hate to be taking the attention of healers if they are needed there.

[serannas]

Don't worry; I think the place has all the healers it needs. Plus they can speak to the ones still at Skyhold on these crystals if they need to discuss how to cure the plague.

[ If only the clan had had multiple healers when their plague hit. ]

I just hope it's soon. In the meantime, I've been gathering supplies and trying to avoid the corpses.

[blightedson]

Yes. Please do. It can't be a pleasant sight.

[serannas]

It's not. If anything, it just makes me angry. The people they used to be wouldn't want their bodies used this way. It isn't right.

[ She sighs. These topics -- plague and corpses -- are so heavy ad it's making her feel as miserable as the landscape. Time for something lighter. ]

Though if you want to hear something ridiculous, I have a story.

[blightedson]

I could use a funny story. I'm all ears.

[serannas]

All right. There were reports of this creature running around in the mists, you see, and some thought it was a stag, and others thought it was a monster and it had people a little spooked. So a few of us were sent to track it and bring it down. I went with Sam, who is also a mage, Nahariel, who is Dalish but not of my clan, and Maria, who is a Templar.

Well, we tracked it to a statue and waited there for it to reappear. We waited so long there, but eventually it did show up, and you'll never guess what it was!

I'll just tell you because you'll never guess. It was a dead horse with a sword sticking out of its head! A spirit or wisp had possessed it. It took off, but not before Nahariel jumped on its back. It ran all over trying to shake her off and of course it ran through the water, which disturbed the corpses. So here are two mages and a Templar fighting corpses while a Dalish hunter tries to tame a dead horse!

[ Here she has to stop to giggle. ]

But eventually it did calm down and took a shine to Sam. We decided it had to be a good spirit in the horse and not a demon, and brought it to Scout Harding to use for the Inquisition.

[blightedson]

[He listens to all of this and can hardly believe it. If it were anyone else, he might not have believed it.]

Does that mean that we shall a reanimated horse corpse in our stables soon?

[serannas]

Naturally. Shouldn't every legitimate organization have a reanimated horse with the evidence of how it was killed still in it?

[blightedson]

[He chuckles softly and clears his throat.]

Yes. I suppose you have a point there.

[serannas]

[ There's a pause where he's welcome to think she doesn't get it when suddenly she starts giggling. ]

If you thought I didn't, you would have been sure to say 'Nay,' wouldn't you?

[blightedson]

It'd have to be closer to neeeeigh. [And he does his best impression of a horse there.]

[serannas]

[ That makes her giggle again, the sound light and carefree. ]

Of course, my mistake! I'm sorry to have saddled you with that.

[blightedson]

[He giggle is too much of a treat.]

I'll try not to look it in the mouth.

[serannas]

Good. Umm... oh no, I've run out.

[ She's lost the Battle of the Puns. ]

[blightedson]

I was getting close myself. Though I was trying to discover how to work in a 'long face' without being able to see you.

[serannas]

I suppose you could have asked if I had a long face?

[ Oh, well. It was fun while it lasted. ]

Has anything nearly that exciting happened at Skyhold since I've been away?

[liberalum]

Believe me, the company I'm entertaining currently isn't particularly marvellous. Two Templars and a Dalish. It's like the start of a joke Varric might tell.

[blightedson]

They put you with templars? That's has to be, ah, interesting.

[Honestly Felix is tempted to try to go to the Mire just to watch that.]

[blightedson]

Not that I know, though sadly people tend to keep me out of the excitement.

I'm sure they're worried they'll offend my delicate Tevinter sensibilities.

[serannas]

I didn't think your countrymen were known to be delicate. Do you shriek if you see an insect?