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[songofvalor]

[ The feed turns on. Leliana looks closely at the notebook and waves her hand in front of the video feed. It mirrors her movements. There are other people in other windows and they are all watching her! She wonders if this is what the other side of the mirror feels like. ]

This… communication device is so interesting! Is it some sort of, um, ancient magic? I don’t know much about those, I am afraid, but it is certainly useful, no?

This place is really grand. I don’t think I have ever been anywhere like here. Not in Ferelden. Not in Orlais. Not in Orzammar. I am sure these walls and windows have a lot of stories to tell, and these grand spaces have a lot of adventure to uncover. [She giggles.] I am going to find out, soon enough.

I still can’t believe I’m here! I can’t tell if I’m dead or if I’m dreaming. I hope nobody pinches me awake soon, at least.

Oh. But I have certainly babbled enough, I think. I am Leliana! It’s a pleasure to meet all of you!

[ ooc: psst, mods, it's Leliana not Lelania in the tags. :D ]

Comments

[woahwoahawkward]

My sarcasm must be on the fritz. Terribly sorry.

[He's having confusing feelings all over the place today.]

[birdhousesoul]

I really don't know what to say to that.

She left. Whatever odd job or interesting quest presented itself, it was more important than being Warden-Commander, or making certain her replacement didn't run roughshod over the conscripts she'd made. We were only important as long as she needed us, in the immediate moment, at her right hand and her left and at her back.

That is not an opinion. That is a description of events that happened. If you fared better, well, being heir to the throne might have helped a bit. I won't presume to speak for you, Your Highness.

[woahwoahawkward]

Your experiences and mine are very different.

[He can only assume Elissa had her reasons, but he's -- not going to ask her on this contraption.]