[It might be a little nippy outside today on this pristine morning but there's barely a cloud in sight. Elatus given up on wandering for the time being after waking at the pier. He settled within the park beside the pond for awhile just people watching for the time being. While he's honestly quite perturbed about his sudden arrival here, Elatus couldn't help but feel somewhat thankful.
Genessia is a rather beautiful city. It's a very modern metropolis, quite different from that of Illyria. There's no horse drawn carriages or the repugnant smell of garbage, manure and whatever the hell else on the streets. It's all quite different, almost surreal. Elatus couldn't help but be somewhat giddy. This a brand new experience, one he would treasure despite the nagging feeling that he honestly doesn't belong here. He's been putting off that thought for some time now and it's only becoming more persistent as he wanders aimlessly through town.
Eventually, Elatus decides that strolling around Genessia is too much of a nuisance and decides to experience the city from a different perspective. So if you're roaming around the city doing errands, try not to scream when something colorful zooms right past your head.]
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This city is so big!
[Hello, Genessia. Don't mind the overgrown humanoid butterfly upon the screen. This cheery and colorful creature is one of the city's newest residents and it seems he's quite excited to be here. A little too excited given that he's just been kidnapped to some strange alternate reality in a world far, far away. Nevertheless, the faerie is all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Those large purple pupils are just getting wider and wider with excitement.]
Is everyone here from a different world? I already met an ambassador from the Tevinter...Tevinter--um. [A pause.] Oh, Imperium! Yes, Tevinter Imperium.
That's the place! A rather grand name, no? I hail from the Illyrian Empire. We're not as grand as the Tevinters but we have our quirks--
[The faerie pauses for a long moment once he finally catches his reflection within the screen of his phone. It seems he forgot that he's a giant sentient butterfly right now and not "human". Cue in the awkward ]
[ Alley spent the duration of the video just sort of... acclimating to a talking butterfly person. By the time she turns it on on her end, her expression's neutral. ]
[Certainly seems that way but this woman doesn't look like the type to have friends. Enemies, perhaps but not friends. Nevertheless, she seems to speak fondly of Dorian.
That wins a smile from the chatty faerie.]
Optimism is a good thing! I'm certainly not against that. It's Better to be an optimist than a pessimist.
[ Alley is just... not going to go into it, really. For many reasons. That last bit, though, gets an amused snort out of the warrior. ]
I know, I've been here before.
[ Not that people say much about it in earshot of the Inquisitor these days anyway; she's something of a world power. Even after having 'disbanded' the Inquisition; who's going to risk having the Herald of Andraste beat their face in?
It's just as well, though. Someone has to look after Dorian.
[ She's only half-kidding. Pampered aristocrat that Dorian is... well, he's more than smart enough to get by on his own, but it's better for everyone that she's here to herd him along as needed. ]
So both times you've been whisked away against your will? That's quite...unfortunate.
[He snickers a little at the latter part. Someone needs to look after Dorian, hm? The ambassador does comes across as a troublemaker to some extent, a capable troublemaker.]
Your friend is a rather intelligent fellow. A little mouthy but I do admit he's very intelligent. I'm interested to see how he wields magic. He seems like a powerful one.
He's plenty smart enough to get himself into plenty of trouble.
[ As for Dorian's use of magic, Alley gives a shrug. ]
He does well enough.
[ Look, Alleyana wouldn't drag just any old mage out fighting dragons and Titans and a Qunari invading army... and Maker-knows-what-else. But she's not going to sing Dorian's praises to every stranger she speaks with. Not when the damned Tevinter is likely already doing that himself. She knows him, okay.
Besides, 'well enough' is pretty high praise from the Inquisitor. ]
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Tevinter's not that special.
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[-Ka-blink- The colorful creature blinks its eyes several times in confusion.]
That's not what I heard but then again that Pavus sounds like a braggart.
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[ A shrug. ]
Dorian's aware of most of the problems with his country; he wants to fix them. If anything, it's optimism.
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[Certainly seems that way but this woman doesn't look like the type to have friends. Enemies, perhaps but not friends. Nevertheless, she seems to speak fondly of Dorian.
That wins a smile from the chatty faerie.]
Optimism is a good thing! I'm certainly not against that. It's Better to be an optimist than a pessimist.
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I prefer realism over either, but I won't fault Dorian for wanting to fix his homeland. Maker knows it needs it.
[ Even though it means losing the company of her favorite necromancer while he's off to... do that.
Ah well. Such is how it had gone with all of them, really. Her Inquisition, scattered to the winds. ]
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[Elatus peers into the screen a little once he catches a glimpse of the woman's ears. They're oddly...pointy.]
You're an elf, aren't you? A real one!
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Yep, you caught me.
[ That tone is so dry. ]
Are there fake elves around, then?
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[He's still kind of offended about that. Just a little.]
You sort of look human though. I never seen an elf quite like you before.
[Then again, he hasn't seen an actual elf since about a hundred years ago.]
Ah, I forgot to introduce myself! My name's Elatus.
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[ At least no one on this world knows the usual slurs. Other than Dorian, of course, who knows better. ]
Alleyana Lavellan. The Inquisitor.
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So, even in worlds as vast and different as the next; discrimination still exists. A crying shame, really.
[He can't help but look a tad glum now. It seems that some things always remain the same no matter where you go. A disappointing truth.]
Fear not, Inquisitor! No such misfortune will find you here, I think.
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I know, I've been here before.
[ Not that people say much about it in earshot of the Inquisitor these days anyway; she's something of a world power. Even after having 'disbanded' the Inquisition; who's going to risk having the Herald of Andraste beat their face in?
No one, that's who. ]
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You've been been here before?
[Color him surprised! He never thought that someone would actually return here willingly. How odd.]
You must've really liked this place.
(DW decided not to tell me about any Alley tags fff)
It's just as well, though. Someone has to look after Dorian.
[ She's only half-kidding. Pampered aristocrat that Dorian is... well, he's more than smart enough to get by on his own, but it's better for everyone that she's here to herd him along as needed. ]
(it happens!)
[The interest in his tone is telling.]
So both times you've been whisked away against your will? That's quite...unfortunate.
[He snickers a little at the latter part. Someone needs to look after Dorian, hm? The ambassador does comes across as a troublemaker to some extent, a capable troublemaker.]
Your friend is a rather intelligent fellow. A little mouthy but I do admit he's very intelligent. I'm interested to see how he wields magic. He seems like a powerful one.
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[ As for Dorian's use of magic, Alley gives a shrug. ]
He does well enough.
[ Look, Alleyana wouldn't drag just any old mage out fighting dragons and Titans and a Qunari invading army... and Maker-knows-what-else. But she's not going to sing Dorian's praises to every stranger she speaks with. Not when the damned Tevinter is likely already doing that himself. She knows him, okay.
Besides, 'well enough' is pretty high praise from the Inquisitor. ]