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Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛ wanna do a picture prompt? we can do some picture prompts.
⊛ FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Finnick Odair ⊛ Belle Beaumont ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Commander Shepard ⊛ Piper McLean ⊛ Jordan Langley ⊛ Jaime Lannister ⊛ Eli Keaton
Sally Malik ⊛ Corey Carling ⊛ Shadow ⊛ Fenris ⊛ Meetra Surik
Revan ⊛ Keiko Nakagawa ⊛ Alyss Heart ⊛ Ava ⊛ James
Percy Jackson ⊛ Frank Zhang ⊛ Helen ⊛ Jason Grace ⊛ David Levin
April O'Neil ⊛ Galen Marek ⊛ Reyna ⊛ Jackson Swift ⊛ Jaime Reyes
Fran Zhang (AU) ⊛ Jasa Grace (AU) ⊛ Piper McLean (AU) ⊛ Gretel ⊛ Sirius Black
Cullen ⊛ Liv Durand ⊛ Maddie Moss ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Finley Odair (AU)
Persephone Jackson (AU) ⊛ Derek Hale ⊛ Raleigh Becket ⊛ Allison Argent ⊛ Liam Hunt
Seph McCauley ⊛ Jonah Kinlock ⊛ Edward Kenway ⊛ Aveline de Grandpre ⊛ Gale Hawthone
Will Scarlet ⊛ Korra ⊛ Carswell Thorne ⊛ Scarlet Benoit

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[noleniency]

This is only the beginning. [His arms cross over his chest. It might have started here, but this was a revolt. Mages breaking free of their chains, fight back against the Chantry, the templars. Before him is an example of a mage who seems stable enough, but how many has he seen resort to blood magic and demons? First Enchanter Orsino, someone he had expected to keep his cool in Meredith's madness.

Kirkwall's madness.

There is evil in these stones, breathing, corrupting. Is he still the same? He hasn't been the same in years.

He sighs softly, bone weary, tired.] A renegade mage by the name of Anders declared war when he blew up the Chantry. I am not naive enough to believe that revolution won't spread. Other circles will hear of this. It can't be contained.

[Mages can't be contained. Templars can't be contained.

He grits his teeth.] I don't believe your boat ride will be of much waste, but I doubt Kirkwall will be your final destination.

[amageing]

[ blew up the Chantry. Solona has to close her eyes for a moment at that, somewhat horrified at herself when the only emotion she can rally is the sensation of a headache coming on. It is no surprise that someone would retaliate against the Chantry, not after years upon years of being stowed away in towers, or barracks, or wherever else the speakers of the Makers could stomach them. ]

It is...not unexpected.

[ Because she remembers people like Niall and Jowan and the others. Uldred. She remembers growing up and hearing all the whispers. Whispers eventually give way to shouting, and she feels something twist in her stomach when she remembers coming back to the Circle and seeing Templars scraping what was left of her classmates off the wall.

A war of mages-

She's not a Circle mage anymore. That's the thought she needs to hold onto for this.

you can take the mage out of the circle, but you can't take the circle out of the mage. ]

Where is the First Enchanter? Perhaps I can speak with him.

[noleniency]

There were innocents in that chantry. [There are innocents lining the streets. There were innocents in the Circle in Ferelden. Innocents are the only ones who lose in war and bloodshed.

The First Enchanter?]

Orsino's dead. [He had thought Orsino was different. That he could have brought the mages together, maybe even have convinced Meredith to back down, breathe through this. But no. In the end, he was the same as any other mage, wasn't he? His mouth twists into something ugly for a moment, but then the dark feelings pass.

He needs to sit and rest, to eat. To get a drink of water. No, he needs something stronger than that, but he's pretty sure The Hanged Man is burning.] He resorted to blood magic in the end and allowed for a demon to possess him. [A beat.] The Knight-Commander is also dead. [He taps his fingers against his chest, listening to the hollow metal sound.] There's just me now, and the guard captain.

[amageing]

[ she nods, and beyond that she doesn't know what else to offer. war takes innocents, and she can't do anything about it. something that has been proven again and again to her ]

Blood magic. [ the repetition sounds hollow in her ears, and despite everything that's happened, her mind goes back to Jowan. His reasoning for adopting the darker arts. Love, power. The two went hand and hand so often and it was the recipe that brought upon his fate ]

And the...[ 'mage' doesn't feel fair. not after what he's started ] Aposta- Anders? [ he is a Warden, she reminds herself. He is a warden and they have been through so much together...

he murdered a chantry. the same chantrys that host refugees and orphans and widows]

[noleniency]

[Cullen grits his teeth at the sound of Anders' name. He knows the man, remembers him from Ferelden, in the tower. The mage who couldn't stand to be locked up. He remembers that he didn't agree that Anders should be in isolation, but he had been young then. Had no real clout among the templars And besides that, his friends all knew that he was a mage sympathizer. That he...

He glances at Solona again, allows himself to roam over her face.] He said it had been the only way, but there are other paths to take. [He remembers seeing Anders with Hawke and turning a blind eye because Hawke was important to Kirkwall. Kirkwall needed someone like Hawke and her collection of misfits.

Meredith had turned a blind eye, too. At first. And then couldn't do anything once Hawke had defeated the Arishok.] I don't know where he is now. Fled, I suppose. Unable to face the horrors he's begun. [A beat.] I thought Wardens didn't get involved?

[amageing]

[ Solona nods sadly, looking past Cullen to the smoking remnants of what she imagined to be the Kirkwall Circle. ] I think Templars and Mages can both agree on that, at the very least. [ she looks back to him, trying to make it clear where she stands. Part of her wonders why, between the two of them, she is the more seasoned, the more authorative. But for some strange reason, Solona has always felt the need to justify herself to this particular Templar more than the others ] He doesn't speak for all of us.

[ And of course, he ran. Anders was predictable in that one area, at the very least ]

They don't.

[ she can't help it as she bites down on her lower lip, feeling frustrated and tired, but she knows that she can't hold onto either of those emotions. It's clear that there is a lot to be done in Kirkwall, and she's only just arrived ]

I... [ I'm still a member of the Circle, she wants to say. But that's a lie. She had been cast out when she had helped Jowan's escape ] Anders is a Warden. [ she shakes her head ] Was a Warden.

[ a deep breath ] I conscripted him, back in Amaranthine. [ and she hates that again her weak heart has come back tenfold in the damage it's rendered ] If this is his doing, I'm... [ Solona trails off, gaze flatly taking in the carnage of the ruined Circle. ] He's my responsibility. [ because without her, Anders would have been taken into the custody of the Templars long ago. She had stepped outside of the Circle's law twice now, and both Jowan and Anders had made sure she suffered for it ]

[noleniency]

I know he doesn't. [It's an automatic response, but one he also believes in, strangely enough. He didn't think that it would be an honest answer, but he knows mages are as varied as other people. Still, there's that part of him that belongs to Uldred and the demons, the screams of his friends. That part exists, and he can't get rid of it.] But he's taken it on himself to do so, and neither of us are stupid enough to believe that people won't listen to him and what he's done.

[Cullen nods absently. Was a Warden, right. He remembered that part. He remembers a lot. A lot about Anders before. A lot about Solona before. A lot about himself before. His fingers clench, and he sighs.] He isn't your responsibility. [Another automatic response. Still honest.] You are not responsible for the actions of people anymore than Hawke is. [It would be easy to blame Marian, he supposes, but he knows it isn't her fault. It's not anyone's fault but Anders.] Don't take the blame for the actions he's committed and the consequences we will all face for it.

[amageing]

[ she feels relief, for a moment. before she thinks about it too much, and about how inappropriate relief is when the brink of war is here and she's somehow managed to find the middle of it again ]

Of course they'll listen. [ she runs a hand through her hair, and suddenly it is very hard to look Cullen in the eyes for reasons she can't explain to herself ] There's never been anything like this before. No one- [ she shouldn't say it, least of all to him, but it's comes out anyways] -no one wants every waking moment of theirs watched, to only leave when it's been decreed by the Chantry. This is a choice they can make. [ and a small, self-mocking smile escapes to her mouth. because she had been young, once. had wanted nothing more than to go outside of the Tower and see the world and be a Warden and have Adventures, to speak her mind to Greagoir and Irving both. And it makes her stomach twist, because so many of them had held such anger within them. anger that could easily fuel the fires that were sparking on the Gallows

Solona takes a deep breath. A to B, she reminds herself. Draw the straight line from A to B, and the rest will fill in after ]

The Free Marches will be the most vulnerable. [ and that's all she can say on the matter for now. because, no matter how earnest Cullen seems- and he has always been so earnest, hadn't he? - Solona knows how to take blame where it falls and some part of Anders' misdoings rest on her shoulders.


It takes a few moments to fully process what Cullen is saying, and one thing sticks out: ]


Who is Hawke?