The night of the eighth of Kingsway in Zann's eighteenth year, she sneaks out of her room and knocks on the door of Metella's quarters. And knocks again. And keeps knocking until the door is opened.
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Sazann Ricida
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Sazann Ricida
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"It's an absolute fucking emergency is what it is, let me in so I can tell you about it without shouting it up and down the damn mages' quarters!" Zann whispers through gritted teeth.
Sazann Ricida
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Zann slides her way in and perches on a chair. (She is not wearing shoes. She does not wear shoes. She perches on things, shoes interfere with that.) She casts a rune of silence on the floor so nobody can listen in as she listens in to pretty much everything.
"Greagoir thinks I'm a blood mage and they're going to kill me or Tranquilize me and I'd rather the former than the latter so if you can't do anything about it I'd like you to break my neck before they can make their decision," she babbles without preamble.
"Greagoir thinks I'm a blood mage and they're going to kill me or Tranquilize me and I'd rather the former than the latter so if you can't do anything about it I'd like you to break my neck before they can make their decision," she babbles without preamble.
Metella Amell
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"...I think I can probably come up with a better solution than that," she says. "Why do they think you're a blood mage? Do they have any evidence besides your charming personality, I mean?"
Sazann Ricida
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"They may have seen me practicing magic... near some blood. Possibly using some blood. Blood magic. Using blood magic. Mistakes were made. Metella, please help me, I have made fucking terrible decisions."
Sazann Ricida
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"That's an option? Hell yes I want to join the Grey Wardens, where's the nearest outpost and how am I going to get out of the tower to get there? Are you going to fling me like a catapult?"
Metella Amell
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"There's a Warden in the guest quarters right now, recruiting. I was with her all day yesterday helping to interview potential recruits."
Sazann Ricida
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"What the fuck! Why wasn't I informed of this? I've literally wanted to be a Warden since I was four fucking years old! What the fuck!"
Sazann Ricida
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"Metella, will you hold it against me if I sacrifice my opportunity to join the wardens to instead boil the blood in Greagoir's veins while he sleeps?"
Metella Amell
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"Yes. Instead, you should wait in my room with me until early tomorrow morning, and then I should go wake Jahenna up and tell her that I've found her a candidate she'll like and she should use the Right of Conscription immediately if she doesn't want them making you Tranquil first."
Metella Amell
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"I would like to inherit a tower and not a smoking ruin when Irving retires, please. Do not kill Greagoir."
Sazann Ricida
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"Fine. But only because you've just turned my worst nightmare into my lifelong dream apparently without even trying. I feel like that gets you one midsize favor. And a hug,"
Zann elects to redeem the hug immediately.
Zann elects to redeem the hug immediately.
Sazann Ricida
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Hug eventually ceases.
"Well, uh, if you've been working all day I should probably let you get to sleep. And I should probably sleep too, if we're going to be accosting a Warden. Standard sleepover arrangement?" she asks, as she sets up the standard sleepover arrangement. (The arrangement consists of taking one pillow and one blanket from Metella's bed and using the former as a hugging apparatus and the latter as a sleeping bag and makeshift pillow. Zann has odd sleep habits.)
"Well, uh, if you've been working all day I should probably let you get to sleep. And I should probably sleep too, if we're going to be accosting a Warden. Standard sleepover arrangement?" she asks, as she sets up the standard sleepover arrangement. (The arrangement consists of taking one pillow and one blanket from Metella's bed and using the former as a hugging apparatus and the latter as a sleeping bag and makeshift pillow. Zann has odd sleep habits.)
Metella Amell
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"Yeah. I'll wake you up when it's time." Metella has an exact internal clock and can wake up whenever she pleases.
Sazann Ricida
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Zann, much like a cat, can sleep more or less indefinitely! She would not trade this ability for Metella's internal clock for all the world.
Sazann Ricida
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"Hi! Is it time?"
(The other part of Zann's sleeping abilities is a complete immunity to morning fuzziness. She is well aware that many others would kill for this.)
Metella Amell
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"Yes. Come on."
And she leads Zann to the Grey Warden's guest room, and deactivates the glyph on the door, and knocks politely.
And she leads Zann to the Grey Warden's guest room, and deactivates the glyph on the door, and knocks politely.
Metella Amell
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"I brought you a recruit," says Metella. "She's very good. You'll like her. And you need to take her right away because otherwise they're going to make her Tranquil, which I imagine would dent her effectiveness as a Grey Warden."
Jahenna Velhann
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"Fine." The door swings open. Jahenna is belligerently naked. "I invoke the Right of Conscription on this little shit, on the assumption that Metella isn't just fucking with me for the sake of fucking with me." She turns her head from side to side and shouts at top volume. "LET IT BE KNOWN THAT THIS BRAT IS NOW A RECRUIT OF THE GREY WARDENS. NOW FUCK OFF."
The door slams. There is a bedlike thump from within.
Metella Amell
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"I wasn't expecting her to be quite this unsociable," Metella murmurs. She puts the ward back on the door. "I don't think I'd better let you out of my sight until the Grey Warden is properly awake."
Metella Amell
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"I'm sure you are validly conscripted. I'm less sure that the Templars will believe you're validly conscripted if they come for you before Jahenna wakes up and I'm not there to politely explain."
Metella Amell
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"Who do you want there to politely explain your conscription to the templars, other mages or me?"
Sazann Ricida
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"I'm not objecting to you being my protectoress, Metella. That'd be silly."
Jahenna Velhann
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It is breakfast! That is a thing that it is.
Halfway through breakfast, Jahenna descends blearily from the upper floors. She grabs a nearby elf and growls a demand for boiling water. (The elf diplomatically does not clarify that he's actually a member of the administrative staff, and instead quietly relays the demand to a more appropriate elf.)
"'Lo," she grumbles to Metella and Zann.
Halfway through breakfast, Jahenna descends blearily from the upper floors. She grabs a nearby elf and growls a demand for boiling water. (The elf diplomatically does not clarify that he's actually a member of the administrative staff, and instead quietly relays the demand to a more appropriate elf.)
"'Lo," she grumbles to Metella and Zann.
Metella Amell
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"Good morning," says Metella. "This is Zann, your new recruit. Zann, this is Jahenna."
Sazann Ricida
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"Hi! I just wanted to say that I so admire the work you do, and I look forward to working with you!" Zann thrusts out a hand to shake.
Metella Amell
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"I think you're either going to get along pretty well, or very, very badly," Metella predicts.
Sazann Ricida
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"I think this might be lack of tea," hazards Zanna as the serving elf shows up with boiling water and a teabag.
Jahenna Velhann
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Jahenna takes the teabag and hurls it into a fireplace (from some distance; she's got good aim), then takes the water and drops in a red crystal. Thick smoke explodes from the cup, and when it clears the cup is full of still-boiling black liquid. Jahenna throws it back in one swallow, then pulls a glowing red vial out of her belt and drinks that too.
She turns to the elf. "You're just some serving elf. I specifically asked that fucker Sinthari to bring me the water. Tell him I told him to go fuck himself, and that his mother should have drowned him in a river when he was born."
The elf flees. Jahenna nods, then turns back to her companions. "What were you saying? I no longer hate you. Or at least I no longer hate the one that I've confirmed isn't shit, I don't know you."
She turns to the elf. "You're just some serving elf. I specifically asked that fucker Sinthari to bring me the water. Tell him I told him to go fuck himself, and that his mother should have drowned him in a river when he was born."
The elf flees. Jahenna nods, then turns back to her companions. "What were you saying? I no longer hate you. Or at least I no longer hate the one that I've confirmed isn't shit, I don't know you."
Metella Amell
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Metella patiently indicates Zann. "You conscripted her this morning. Congratulations."
Jahenna Velhann
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"I'm going to go forage for bacon," Jahenna says decisively, "and Maker help any man who stands in my path."
A man stands in her path! Actually, several men. Greagoir and Irving are first among them.
"Warden, stand aside. We are here to execute that girl for blood magic."
Jahenna blinks. "Nnnnno, I don't think so."
A man stands in her path! Actually, several men. Greagoir and Irving are first among them.
"Warden, stand aside. We are here to execute that girl for blood magic."
Jahenna blinks. "Nnnnno, I don't think so."
Jahenna Velhann
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Greagoir growls. "Jahenna, be reasonable. You know as well as I the danger posed by maleficarum. Let me do my-"
"Are you familiar with the Right of Conscription?"
Veins are beginning to stand out on Greagoir's neck. "You conscripted a malefi-"
"Yes. You're aware that there's a Blight on, right? The idea of having someone around who could boil the blood in the Darkspawn's veins is quite appealing."
Greagoir snarls in impotent fury.
"Are you familiar with the Right of Conscription?"
Veins are beginning to stand out on Greagoir's neck. "You conscripted a malefi-"
"Yes. You're aware that there's a Blight on, right? The idea of having someone around who could boil the blood in the Darkspawn's veins is quite appealing."
Greagoir snarls in impotent fury.
Sazann Ricida
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Zann sticks out her tongue at Greagoir.
Greagoir takes offense. He begins to draw his sword-
Greagoir takes offense. He begins to draw his sword-
Jahenna Velhann
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-and abruptly has a much larger sword at his throat.
"I'd recommend you back out while you can, Knight-Captain."
His sword slowly returns to its sheath.
"Good idea. Go back to your cave. My recruit and I will be on our way to Ostagar in half an hour. Hopefully, you'll never see her again. Or either of us, really."
"I'd recommend you back out while you can, Knight-Captain."
His sword slowly returns to its sheath.
"Good idea. Go back to your cave. My recruit and I will be on our way to Ostagar in half an hour. Hopefully, you'll never see her again. Or either of us, really."
Metella Amell
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Metella certainly wouldn't dream of saying anything at all right now.
Neither would Irving.
Neither would Irving.
Jahenna Velhann
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Greagoir turns stiffly and stalks out of the room, followed by his Templars.
Jahenna puts her sword back in its sheath. "Now can I get some damned breakfast before I have to haul a maleficar to the warcamp? Or is the most noble First Enchanter going to abruptly demonstrate the ability to speak?"
Jahenna puts her sword back in its sheath. "Now can I get some damned breakfast before I have to haul a maleficar to the warcamp? Or is the most noble First Enchanter going to abruptly demonstrate the ability to speak?"
Metella Amell
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Once there are no templars remaining in the room, Irving clears his throat.
"I'm sure no one will object if you have breakfast before you leave," he says.
Metella smiles slightly.
"I'm sure no one will object if you have breakfast before you leave," he says.
Metella smiles slightly.
Jahenna Velhann
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Jahenna returns, with vast quantities of bacon.
"I don't want anyone to get the impression that I didn't enjoy threatening Greg's life, because I've wanted to do that since I was twelve years old, but we do probably need to discuss the fact that you had me recruit a blood mage. Namely, what the fuck."
"I don't want anyone to get the impression that I didn't enjoy threatening Greg's life, because I've wanted to do that since I was twelve years old, but we do probably need to discuss the fact that you had me recruit a blood mage. Namely, what the fuck."
Metella Amell
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"You wanted a recruit. I had someone who needed recruiting. She'll be good at it. I thought it was a very elegant solution."
Sazann Ricida
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"I don't do the mind control shit, just the blood-boiling etcetera. I can learn it if you want me to, though, it sounds really cool."
