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Oh! Andaran atish’an! This is such an interesting way to talk to people, don't you think? I can see your face and you can see mine! It's like a mirror, but it reflects other people back at you.

[Merrill waves, smiling broadly, her large eyes sparkling with delight.]

My name is Merrill, and I'm looking for my friends. I appear to be a little lost. [She swings the tablet around too fast to really see anything useful. Just a lot of stone.] Did you see that? I'm lost. But I have friends who can help me become, ah, not lost.

Sometimes, when I was lost in Kirkwall, Isabela - she's one of my friends - would swoop down from the top of a building and tell me where to go. She's very pretty, with dark hair and a lovely blue bandana. Oh, and a necklace. It's quite hard to miss her necklace and what's below it. And there's Aveline, but sometimes I worry she doesn't like me. She has red hair, like the sun, and quite a lot of freckles. I like her freckles. I wish I had freckles... [Merrill trails off, tapping her fingers against her cheeks as if counting freckles. She comes back to herself suddenly.] I'm sorry, I tend to get lost in my thoughts. I think that's how I ended up here. Do you ever do that? You start thinking and then you just don't come out. What was I saying before?

Oh, yes, my friends! I have quite a few of them. Isabela and Aveline and Varric! Varric is a dwarf, and he's very funny, but his stories aren't always true. He tells me stories about pirates, but Isabela says they're mostly made up. And Fenris, he's elvhen, like me, but--that's not going to be trouble, is it? In Kirkwall, they make us live in alienages, and they're very dirty. I had a nice house, but it was very small. No one in Thedas seems to like the elvhen very much, and living in the alienage is very uncomfortable...

[She stares past the tablet screen for a moment, thoughtful.] I hope there aren't any alienages here...

If you know my friends, would you tell them I'm looking for them? Ma serannas for your troubles. Or, if you recognize this place-- [She ducks out of the frame, an alleyway filling the screen for a few seconds before she fumbles the tablet and then drops it. Merrill's face pops into the frame again, a worried expression on it.] Oh, dear, I hope I haven't broken you...

[ooc: Feel free to engage the very lost Merrill in actiony posts. As a Dalish elf, she tends to speak in the elvhen language frequently. You can hover over the text with your mouse to get a translation!]

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You too, Merrill...? [Maker's breath, everyone's arriving in droves lately. :|a] I know Varric and my brother are here. I'm not sure about the others, but new people are showing up all the time, it seems. They'll turn up sooner or later.

[Her eyes widen.]

O-oh. Oh.

You're--

[Her Bethany? Very dead. Very, very dead.]

By the Creators. Are you a spirit?

[nooooooo why does everyone think she's dead and/or a demon WHY

But at least she can count on Merrill to not be hostile about it, like Garrett had been. :|a]

N...No. [She rubs a hand over her face, sighing. This alternate universes thing is getting very confusing, very quickly.] I'm no demon or spirit, and I'm very much alive. You and I simply come from... different realities, as it were.

Different realities?

[She thinks about this for a minute, about the things she saw in her mirror, and the things she saw with Hawke, and everything that's gone on around her.]

I suppose that makes as much sense as anything else. I always thought I'd like you. Hawke loved you very much. He told us stories. You're a mage, too? What kind?

Something like that.

[Oh, Merrill. Merrill. Bethany had never liked the whole blood magic thing very much, but it's hard not to like the elf, even just a little bit.]

...Garrett and I were very close, yes. [Were. :| But he tells stories about her and ugh, her heart suddenly hurts.] He isn't a mage where I'm from, though. Ah, but... I dabble in force magic, mostly. I've been learning some healing since I came here, too.

I'm sure you'll be close here, too, don't worry. I can tell him you're not a demon, and then he'll want to spend time with you all day long. You'll be annoyed, he'll want to spend so much time with you.

[She makes a sound of awed delight.]

Force magic always seemed so useful. Especially if you need to run away quickly. Like from the guards. They were always chasing me.

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