01 🐦 (video; un: hawke)

[indigobird]

[Hawke's been thrown her fair share of curveballs by life, but this? This is... different. Okay, that's putting it delicately: this shit's weird, as Varric would probably say. And as someone who's seen a LOT of weird shit, that's saying something. It's a lot to take in, but Relm, despite being rattled, doesn't let it show. Her usual snark hides the nervousness she's feeling at being in a new place and far away from the familiar.

At least there's a way to get back... though Maker knows how long it'll take. And honestly? She's not in much of a rush. If it weren't for Carver and her friends, scattered as they are, she probably wouldn't be inclined to go back at all. Not that she'll admit it.

With a little introduction and instructions, some money and a pat on the back to send her on her way, Relm finds herself wandering the city. Sure, she could go to her new place (ugh, communal living) but instead she winds up sitting in some grass in a quiet location, just trying to get her thoughts together. And it's then she remembers the little... phone, they called it? She could talk to a bunch of people at once with it. They even showed her how to use it.

A big mistake, as they'll all discover.

Well, if she's going to be here for Maker knows how long, might as well introduce herself and get a feel for the others here.]

Oh I do love it when life keeps reminding me that it's capable of surprising me. You'd think by now I'd have learned my lesson, but oh no. Foolish, foolish me.

[It's all said in a joking, almost laughing tone.]

Riverview. Quaint name. Not so quaint city. The ridiculously high buildings are going to take some getting used to. It's all so... clean. A laughable complaint, maybe, but well, I'm going to complain anyway.

The oh so lovely people at the gate gave me the basics, but there are a few horrendously pressing questions I do have for you lot:

One, where are the best places to drink? Two, what's the general view about mages and magic here? And three, where does one acquire... let's say art supplies? Paper or parchment, ink or charcoal, and the like? Maybe even paint if I feel so inclined.

[She almost goes to end it there, but, well, her mother didn't raise a complete barbarian.]

Oh, yes, introductions. My name is Hawke. Hopefully my reputation didn't precede me here.

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[apt666]

I am a fan of buying a good bottle at one of the stores and going somewhere I enjoy.

As for mages and magic - as I understand, pretty standard here. I've met a few with abilities.

[ And he ponders ]

Are you an artist?

[indigobird]

Back home, it's usually a bit easier just to hit a tavern than buy your own. More social opportunities that way, too.

[She likes to yap, what can she say?

But the bit about magic makes her a bit thoughtful.] And no one particularly... minds it?

[Basically, is she going to face persecution or not? Because that would be swell if she can get away from that.]

Not a professional one, but I've dabbled in drawing.

[apt666]

There's a few clubs and bars. A lot. I guess it depends on the company you want to keep

[ He considers her words. Her thoughtfulness when it comes to magic. He's a curious person. ]

Not that I've witnessed. It's different where you are?

[ He gets it. ]

Ah. You'll probably find you have a lot of time here.

[indigobird]

These clubs serve alcohol as well, I take it? Can't say we have those where I'm from. [Maker, she's hearing quite a few words tossed around she's not familiar with. This is going to be a hell of an adjustment period.]

Yes, it is. "Mages are fire made flesh and a demon asleep" and so on and so forth.

[Gotta love Chantry propaganda.]

What does one do here, exactly? Just... live here like it's a normal thing?

[apt666]

They do. There's music, dancing, alcohol.

[ He's not too bothered by questions. ]

Well, nothing of that sort is here. We've got a very mixed crowd.

[ He seems okay with that, at least. ]

Work. Exist freely. Spend time with others. Whatever you wish to do, really.

[indigobird]

[All noted with a nod. There's a lot to take in, but she'll have to sit and chew it over more later.]

It all sounds almost too good to be true. I suppose there is the whole 'coming here involuntarily and being stuck until some weird magic door decides I can go back' aspect of it all, but it could be worse. Which, it always is, so tell me, what's the downside to all of this?

[Ever the cynic]

[apt666]

It does, but it's not. It's legitimately the way it is. The catch? Well, there's periodic dangers, sickness, things like that... that I've witnessed.

[indigobird]

Now that sounds a little more like it. I was told - and saw - the very nice big wall around the city. I'm assuming that's keeping wildlife out?

[apt666]

Monsters, too. But if you are a decently good fighter, I understand some of them aren't an issue.

[indigobird]

Wildlife and monsters. Easy enough to manage. It's people that worry me more than anything.

[apt666]

I think that worry is legitimate. People are dangerous on an entirely different level if they want to be. I've not encountered problems with any here.

[indigobird]

Given the situation, I'm a little surprised. People tend to get cranky when foreigners suddenly show up in their home and wind up staying.

[apt666]

They basically invited us.

[indigobird]

Well sure, they wanted to bring people in. Or something. But have they really been such decent folk that they haven't complained at all about the people who have come through? Surely there have been those who've come in and offended sensibilities somehow.

[apt666]

I haven't heard any complaints, but...I'm sure that was something kept between themselves and the individual in question. I try to be inoffensive.