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I have a need of you and yours; there are Inquisition agents trapped in Tevinter trying to get out. The ships will be overcrowded. The Scoutmaster asked me to head there to oversee it and I'd be going anyway but you know the state of things.

[That panic is going to make them all stupid. That stupid frightened people will make even more useless decisions by the water than usual.

Especially if they're injured.]

Hullo. It's Kitty. I wanted to talk to you about Tevinter, and the slaves there. And whether you think - Well. Whether you think that maybe we could arm them to fight back.

Vane, was it? I hear you're making friends.

[ he hears nothing of the sort, but as the pirates go, this one seems an appropriately blunt to start. ]

Pardon me, Vice Admiral.

[ That’s the title, right? says his tone. But he knows it’s the title. ]

This is Bastien. You are not on the list for either of the sessions we’ve scheduled—the etiquette and so on. Do you have a preference for this week or next?

crystal; tevinter nonsense

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