Thread: Scouts of the Inquisition (Alvis & Sync)

The small fire could not possibly make the sound that came to Disa's ears. The crackling of fire, real fire, came to him quickly. His head turned, seeing the smoke rising from a patch of water, likely showing that something had just gone up. Disa had his flatblade in his hand and began to stalk towards the location, the hunter falling into place near him. It didn't take more than a moment before Disa coudl see Garret standing a short distance from Loriel. Disa flicked his eyes from the elf tot he corpse, and then back. Sir! Garret said as loud as he dared in this place. Disa didn't respond, leaving his gaze on Loriel. Seems you're learning something useful Mageling. He said to her, his voice flat. He turned to look at Garret. You have first watch. Keep a close eye on the perimeter. Mageling, use his tent while he's on watch, you'll need the rest if you're going to start showing combat magic potential. Get to it people. Disa turned away, his flatblade going to the hooks on his back. THe hutner spoke as they started to walk away. Sir, she's dangerous now! A mage learning power on the fly, away from the circle! The man protested. The cirlces have been dissolved, what do you expect? Besides, there is more to magic than what the Chant of Light teaches. Disa said, his voice carrying clearly across the distance, enough to make Garret cock his head in curiosity. He'd expected outrage, fear, even threats to Loriel. Not this kind of calm ambivalence. But sir- I'm a Chasind Wilder. How many of our shamans do you think studied at the circle? And some of them were mroe than a match for the Templars that came to try and hunt them down. The world is a different place now. You are a soldier of the Inquisition now, and she is rapidly looking like she might be the same. So get your head in the game, and get used to having someone else be on fire support detail. We've a lot of ground to cover soon, get some rest. Disa strode farther away from the hunter to reach his tent. He drove his flatbalde intot he loamy soil, deep enough to leave it upright, but not so deep it'd be a problem to get free. There was still some caution in his actions. As Disa lay down to rest, he fought memories, thigns that he had been setting aside for a long time. Not the time to dwell on them. He let himself doze, gaingin what rest he could while leaving himself aware enough to respond to a shout alarm. Garret hesitated beside Loriel. He could hear Disa, of all thigns, defending Loriel's magic. The sergeant was hard to pin down sometimes. But if Disa was taking it in stride, then how could he not? He might be wrong about a lot of thigns, but he's right about you needing some rest. So use my tent, someone might as well while I'm keeping an eye on things. He offered her with a little encouragement in his tone. He was uneasy about her finding her magic with this much anger. If she kept at it, where woudl she end up? What kind of mage would she be? And how long would she remain...herself? Garret had always been told that emotional control was the key to a mage keeping themselves safe, wild emotion might bring demons, and that would lead to an abomination. And Loriel had stated she'd been in a tower that had harboured many abominations before it was brought to safety by the Warden Commander of Ferelden. Did that mean she was more susceptible to it? Was she a greater risk? He didn't know. He had to think this through. But in the meantime, he knew that distancing himself from her wasn't going to be helpful. At least if anything remained of her mind when she turned, she might recall that hed shown her nothing but kindness. It was a slender hope but it was all he had right now.