[Her tone is one of forced calm; having witnessed this in person makes it difficult to be detached.]
This young woman gained an anchor some time ago. Her fiance told he she had meant to seek help at Skyhold, but received no word that she had ever been there. Church, Christine and I visited her parents, but they were evasive and suspicious. While they were out on an errand, we searched the house and eventually found her, in the cellar. They had chained her, cut her arm off...and it didn't save her. Without other anchor-bearers to mitigate the effects, her own went wild. We did our best to make her comfortable, but she did not last long.
[A sigh escapes her as she meets his gaze.]
I know you've been considering it, thinking it would help. But the evidence doesn't lie, and I won't lie to you.
[Well, that… certainly is troubling. Kain's expression goes from shock to disgust to horror as he eyes the aftermath of the attempt to spare her from keeping that anchor. He clears his throat, unsure of what to say, but then averts his gave, his tone full of guilt.]
Sorry about that, I… I probably should have actually said something to you directly, about what I've been considering.
[He doesn't want to keep things from her, but there he was, holding back again. It's such a bad habit that he needs to break. He's just lucky that she knows him all too well, she can figure out what he's really thinking.]
And I trust you. I do. I… I just couldn't stop thinking about it. About what a frustration it's been, more of a nuisance than it's worth. I don't want this thing, Inessa. I want it gone. But… not like… [He gestures to the body.] ...that. [He pauses.] I suppose this is also a way to caution me against ever leaving the Inquisition. Not that I would, not with you here, I promise, but… I don't often think much about the effects of not having other shardbearers around…
[He does like his solitary trips, after all, although the wilderness around Kirkwall isn't that far away, really, so he's never had problems. But there is always a chance something could happen to drive him to go off farther and… the effects of such a thing would not be good.]
[Inessa ices the body a little more before coming over to stand by him, her gaze returning to the fallen woman.]
Well, you need to. When the pain from your anchor increases, don't ignore it. I just ask that you return while it's still in good condition. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, isn't that the phrase? I know it's a nuisance, as much as I can understand without having one myself...but her end was a horrible one. Don't bring that upon yourself for no reason.
I'll try not to ignore it... even if I wish this thing could just be gone, already. I can't help but wonder if there ever will truly be a means to be rid of it... or if we're forever stuck with them.
[It sure is one way to keep him from running off for good, that's for sure. Even if there have been times when he'd wanted to. He clenches his shard hand into a fist.]
You're right, though... I don't want to go out like that.
I wish I could give you an answer on that. I'm sorry I haven't been able to provide one.
[Inessa's shoulders sag as she leans into him, still guilty for not having done more as the head of the Rifts and the Veil project. Perhaps they would be further along toward an answer if she'd just stuck it out longer.]
It's alright, Inessa... it's alright. You've done so much already, and made what progress you could... but this isn't so easily resolved, if it ever will be.
[Kain wraps his arms around her to hold her close, doing what he can to help soothe her. He knows she's tried hard, that she's always worked her hardest for his sake.]
This project is just far beyond anyone's capabilities right now. Perhaps in time, there will be better answers.
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This young woman gained an anchor some time ago. Her fiance told he she had meant to seek help at Skyhold, but received no word that she had ever been there. Church, Christine and I visited her parents, but they were evasive and suspicious. While they were out on an errand, we searched the house and eventually found her, in the cellar. They had chained her, cut her arm off...and it didn't save her. Without other anchor-bearers to mitigate the effects, her own went wild. We did our best to make her comfortable, but she did not last long.
[A sigh escapes her as she meets his gaze.]
I know you've been considering it, thinking it would help. But the evidence doesn't lie, and I won't lie to you.
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Sorry about that, I… I probably should have actually said something to you directly, about what I've been considering.
[He doesn't want to keep things from her, but there he was, holding back again. It's such a bad habit that he needs to break. He's just lucky that she knows him all too well, she can figure out what he's really thinking.]
And I trust you. I do. I… I just couldn't stop thinking about it. About what a frustration it's been, more of a nuisance than it's worth. I don't want this thing, Inessa. I want it gone. But… not like…
[He gestures to the body.] ...that. [He pauses.] I suppose this is also a way to caution me against ever leaving the Inquisition. Not that I would, not with you here, I promise, but… I don't often think much about the effects of not having other shardbearers around…
[He does like his solitary trips, after all, although the wilderness around Kirkwall isn't that far away, really, so he's never had problems. But there is always a chance something could happen to drive him to go off farther and… the effects of such a thing would not be good.]
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Well, you need to. When the pain from your anchor increases, don't ignore it. I just ask that you return while it's still in good condition. An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure, isn't that the phrase? I know it's a nuisance, as much as I can understand without having one myself...but her end was a horrible one. Don't bring that upon yourself for no reason.
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[It sure is one way to keep him from running off for good, that's for sure. Even if there have been times when he'd wanted to. He clenches his shard hand into a fist.]
You're right, though... I don't want to go out like that.
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[Inessa's shoulders sag as she leans into him, still guilty for not having done more as the head of the Rifts and the Veil project. Perhaps they would be further along toward an answer if she'd just stuck it out longer.]
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[Kain wraps his arms around her to hold her close, doing what he can to help soothe her. He knows she's tried hard, that she's always worked her hardest for his sake.]
This project is just far beyond anyone's capabilities right now. Perhaps in time, there will be better answers.