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[[OOC: Afternoon, 16th Drakonis, 9:41 Dragon]] Vandi Morganach Mara Kerr
It was strange to think that not two months previously, the Hinterlands had been in total chaos. Rogue templars and mages had been ripping each other apart, and when they hadn’t been fighting each other they’d been fighting anybody else they could find, in between plundering anything that wasn’t nailed down. Demons had been roaming around and then there were the bandits gleefully robbing anybody that crossed their paths. There were still signs of the fighting scattered across the landscape - a charred timber frame here, scorch marks there, sometimes a small, abandoned settlement - but the trek through had been easier than Siali had been expecting. Trade had resumed and rebuilding efforts were already in progress. And if there were people lurking amongst the trees looking for easy prey, they’d decided against taking on the Wardens.
It was almost a shame. Siali had been agitated by the silence from the north, and the whispers that whole Warden compounds had been abandoned. Although as she rode at the head of group she wore her most stoic expression, she was filled with a skittish energy that would demand an outlet sooner or later. But letting that be visible wouldn’t suit her rank, so she kept it hidden.
On the other hand, being made Warden-Captain and being in charge of the compound in Highever meant she spent quite a few of her days entrenched in paperwork, so these orders had been welcomed in a way. Although it hadn't helped with the edge to her nerves. Nothing had been heard from the Grey Warden settlement in Redcliffe since a note had been sent to the Commander saying 'we can hear it'. Nathaniel had been quick to send Siali the order to investigate, but then the mages had set up camp and evicted the arl. The resulting politics - and not wanting to throw anybody into danger completely blind - meant their departure had been delayed, but she had been ready to go the moment the messenger bird arrived to tell her it was time. Mara had been assigned to accompany her, and they would be meeting an Inquisition scout in Redcliffe who would fill them in on exactly what had happened.
Despite the attempts of the Tevinters to gain a foothold, the effects didn’t seem to have hurt the town overmuch. Siali had last been here a few years ago, on her way through to Lothering to train the local militia, and back then it had still been showing scars from the undead invasion. Now most of the damage had been repaired and the locals didn’t had quite so haunted a look in their eyes anymore - although the guards at the gate did stare somewhat at the three of them as they came through, before giving a quick salute. Siali had her winged helmet on and after bringing Max to a halt, took it off and tucked it under her arm. “Good afternoon. We’re looking for an Inquisition scout named Vandi Morganach.”
It was strange to think that not two months previously, the Hinterlands had been in total chaos. Rogue templars and mages had been ripping each other apart, and when they hadn’t been fighting each other they’d been fighting anybody else they could find, in between plundering anything that wasn’t nailed down. Demons had been roaming around and then there were the bandits gleefully robbing anybody that crossed their paths. There were still signs of the fighting scattered across the landscape - a charred timber frame here, scorch marks there, sometimes a small, abandoned settlement - but the trek through had been easier than Siali had been expecting. Trade had resumed and rebuilding efforts were already in progress. And if there were people lurking amongst the trees looking for easy prey, they’d decided against taking on the Wardens.
It was almost a shame. Siali had been agitated by the silence from the north, and the whispers that whole Warden compounds had been abandoned. Although as she rode at the head of group she wore her most stoic expression, she was filled with a skittish energy that would demand an outlet sooner or later. But letting that be visible wouldn’t suit her rank, so she kept it hidden.
On the other hand, being made Warden-Captain and being in charge of the compound in Highever meant she spent quite a few of her days entrenched in paperwork, so these orders had been welcomed in a way. Although it hadn't helped with the edge to her nerves. Nothing had been heard from the Grey Warden settlement in Redcliffe since a note had been sent to the Commander saying 'we can hear it'. Nathaniel had been quick to send Siali the order to investigate, but then the mages had set up camp and evicted the arl. The resulting politics - and not wanting to throw anybody into danger completely blind - meant their departure had been delayed, but she had been ready to go the moment the messenger bird arrived to tell her it was time. Mara had been assigned to accompany her, and they would be meeting an Inquisition scout in Redcliffe who would fill them in on exactly what had happened.
Despite the attempts of the Tevinters to gain a foothold, the effects didn’t seem to have hurt the town overmuch. Siali had last been here a few years ago, on her way through to Lothering to train the local militia, and back then it had still been showing scars from the undead invasion. Now most of the damage had been repaired and the locals didn’t had quite so haunted a look in their eyes anymore - although the guards at the gate did stare somewhat at the three of them as they came through, before giving a quick salute. Siali had her winged helmet on and after bringing Max to a halt, took it off and tucked it under her arm. “Good afternoon. We’re looking for an Inquisition scout named Vandi Morganach.”
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