The Desk Of Knight Commander Norrington

[judgemewhole]

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backdated to when everyone is running from weisshaupt;

[chainlightning]

[ Her voice is somewhere between terrified and simply distraught, breath coming in gasping pants. She's on the move, doesn't have much time to talk, but she promised. ]

We had to leave. We have griffon hatchlings and Corypheus might be here and-

The First Warden put the king in the dungeons. [ human politics, pls fill in the proper terms, James ] The Wardens are fighting among each other about it, some of the mages are being overtaken by the demons. I don't- I don't know where the others are, it's just me and Mal and Anders and Nathaniel and the Roostmaster, and the thirteen hatchlings and Mal's dog and horse and Anders' cat-

[ A deep, sucking breath. ]

Tell Leliana, she has to know about the Anderfels. And- and I'll talk to you again when we're clear.

[ Should James respond, he won't get a reply for a while, until after the Inquisition reinforcements have driven back their pursuers and the teams have regrouped with each other. ]

backdated to when everyone is running from weisshaupt;

[judgemewhole]

Maker's breath ...

[Is all he says as he gets the message, before he is slamming a message to Leliana, then Ingrid, then to Mal, and then back to Merrill.]

If you are dead, Merrill, I swear I am going to have the Maker and the Creator haunt your existence for all of days, woman!

[chainlightning]

[ And, later, sounding horribly exhausted but still very much Merrill- ]

I'm not dead. Do you really think the Maker would haunt me? Is he like a ghost?

[judgemewhole]

[A relieved sigh, before he sighs.]

No - but - nevermind. I was extremely worried about you, Merrill.

[chainlightning]

Honestly? So was I.

[ Worried about her, that is -- worried about everyone else, too. ]

It- it wasn't good. Isn't good, still.

[judgemewhole]

Can you talk to me, right now? Or are you still on a mad dash?

[chainlightning]

I can talk, I think. I might have to go if something comes up? Or if Ghostface tries to eat my crystal.

[judgemewhole]

Who or what is a Ghostface? [Wait.] Is it a griffon?

[chainlightning]

Yes, he is. He's very cute. [ Granted, Merrill thinks they're all cute. ]

[judgemewhole]

Very ... cute. [He sighed softly.] Merrill, sometimes you drive me mad.

[chainlightning]

Well, he is. [ And it's easier to focus on the tiny fluffy predator and how cute he is than all the people she couldn't save. ]

[judgemewhole]

... [A deep, deep sigh.] You should be getting help soon. I informed the Nightingale immediately after receiving your message.

[chainlightning]

[ ...okay so not ignoring that shitshow. Okay. She can do this. ]

Thank you.

[ Pause. ]

I don't- I wish we could have done more. I feel like there had to be a way, but I just-

At least we saved the griffons.

[judgemewhole]

Merrill ... you were ten people against hundreds of wardens and demons. You did everything you could. Now -- well. Now we shall see. Just get home safe, yes?

[chainlightning]

[ That helps. Merrill takes a breath and tries to let some of her worry go. ]

That should be easier than the rest, at least.

[judgemewhole]

[He exhales in turn, before his lips moved up into the corners.]

I can certainly hope so.