[OPEN] +1 Confused Grey Warden

[righteous]

Who: Alistair and YOU (yes, you! come bother him!)
What: Arrived and confused.
Where: Melai Temple and the surrounding area.
When: Before the plot kicks in.

Outside Looking In

[It's not everyday you get dragged into some other world. Alistair was still fairly convinced he was dreaming. Perhaps in lieu of the final battle he had somehow managed to pass through the Veil in his sleep sending him into the Fade. It wasn't too much of a stretch to have that thought, though humans weren't meant to have any memories of their time in it if it was just from a dream.

Perhaps this would all be forgotten when he woke up. Though he distinctly remembers struggling to get any sleep. The knot in his stomach was very big and very annoying and prevented any useful sleep he needed.

He had been sat outside on a nearby rock, looking at the temple. He'd approached it earlier but something felt off. His sword oddly, didn't seem to appreciate it and it caused some discomfort to him also. So Alistair is sat there, every so often taking glances at the temple, then at the Mirror.]

Yep, you're still you.

[Small comforts at least... He rolls his eyes and huffs at his own stupidity.]

What to do... what to do...?

Temples bring back Odd Memories

[Having spent a lot of his upbringing in he Chantry, it was almost a recognisable setting. Of course this place looked a bit nicer than the usual places of worship back home, and the singing while slightly unnerving (where is it coming from!?) was extremely calming also. He didn't really want to be thinking about his childhood anyway...

He inhales deeply then exhales all at once. Something still felt odd and he couldn't put his finger on it but it wasn't as bad when the music helped to take his mind off it.]

Smells a lot nicer too.... Did I just say that out loud?

Teleporting is Bad (Woodland adventure! Kinda...)

[Alistair wasn't aware he was tied to a group at this point, and his instinct told him to explore the area. Maybe one of his companions could be found nearby. He wanders off into the woods, shouting their names to no avail. He'd almost given up when...]

Huh!?

[He felt an odd pull and a weird sensation as he ends up right back where he started, next to another would-be traveller such as himself.]

What... just happened? Did I bump into you? Sorry about that... I could have sworn I was-- No I was definitely in the woods just now.

WILD CARD

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Comments

[ofnovalue]

Twas nothing worthy of apology, Alistair. In turn, you may call me Ovelia.

You are as green as I when it comes to these lands, twould seem. Am I correct? -She turned fully to him at that moment, rising from her kneeling position to offer a polite bow.-

sorry for the late tag!

[righteous]

Nice to meet you, Ovelia.

[he instinctively returns the small bow] That is correct. I just got [gulp] swooped in here myself. Thought it'd be wise to take a look around, maybe get some answes.

[ofnovalue]

Tis frustratingly little to be had at the moment, I fear. While these hallowed grounds do soothe my soul and my faith, they provide little in terms of information.

Twas a holy place, that is all I can really say. And what god or gods called this place home, though gone, left their essence behind.