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[A: Action; around town]

[And here Hawke thought her excellent adventures were over! The whole ordeal with the mages and templars had been... well, not exactly resolved, -- but she had done her part and fully intended to drift away and separate herself from all that business.

Waking up in a house that was not her own, next to her favorite dwarven storyteller, in a very, very strange city -- this was not what she'd had in mind.

After waking up next to her bro Varric and being thorougly confused, Hawke eventually comes across one of Dist's pamphlets and... well, that really doesn't help the whole confusion problem. Irritated with this state of affairs, she retrieves a pair of knives from the kitchen and sets about exploring the town in search of some information. She looks highly uncomfortable in her new attire: skirts and blouses, clothing she's not accustomed to wearing. It's clear that she misses her armor greatly.

Approach the lost and confused Champion?]

[B: Phone; Unfiltered]

[There's the sound of someone tapping the receiver... and then, finally, an actual voice, although distant:]

Andraste's ass, what is it this time?

[More tapping, and then a clatter; she's given up on the phone and left it sitting on the table. Sigh.]

Lovely. How are you going to Champion yourself out of this one, Hawke?

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"For starters you can put your mouth closer to the receiver. Its hard to hear you."


[A pause as she picks the phone back up and holds it up to her ear.]

Well, this is new and interesting.

"Its a means of communication through technology."

Oh, well, that explains everything! Chalk it up to more of this place being strange, I suppose.

"You just woke up here though and are confused? Or did someone give you the basic information?"

I read a booklet that explained things, but I am still quite confused, I assure you. This all sounds like a very strange Fade dream, honestly.

"I've heard several people mention the fade, but no one has given a good explanation of what it is other than bad. I can't really comment on that, but, it appears to be a pocket dimension run by sadists."

That's... one way to describe it. [Pause. This is so bizarre.] You're from one of those... other universes, are you? And here I thought being Ferelden born made me stick out like a sore thumb.

"Yes, I am. There's no fade where I come from, or magic in general."

...A world without magic? I think I might be jealous!

"Is magic really that bad? I mean, we have science that seems every bit as destructive as magic. Its more human nature that leads to that sort of action I think."

I wouldn't say that magic is bad... only very, very complicated.

Politics, among other things. Nasty business. That aside, though, I rather like mages. They're very handy, you know.

"No. I don't know. I've met a few wizards here, and some are nice. Others are just sort of weird. Well, there's one who needs to be dealt with harshly, but, I suppose that's the way it is with every community."

I was mostly referring to the fact that they can set my enemies on fire. Handy, see?

"Back home, I had 4 pilots who moved 10 meter tall battle frames around and stepped on things for me. I think one of the weapons fired incendiary grenades that had a 10 meter blast radius. No real magic needed."


No, I can see how one might live without magic, where you're from. [she is kind of impressed, but mostly amused :')]

"I get the feeling that technology and magic compete for time and research, in worlds where one is very strong, the other tends to be lacking... maybe that says something for people's will to set things that annoy them on fire."

Setting annoying things on fire is very appealing, you have to admit.

"I don't know. If you kill them, they don't learn anything."

Ah, but some of them won't learn anything at all, even if you let them live.

"Yes, but in my experience the number that won't is relatively small next to the number that do. My best pilot and bodyguard back home for on opposite sides of the last war."

... You've left the phone off the hook.

So I did. [Now that she's kinda figured out how the phone works, her voice is coming in much more clearly now.] You'll have to forgive me; I'm still getting used to this place, and all its bizarre talking contraptions.

New to this time period, I take it.

I wasn't aware time travel was involved in this mess, too. [tapping the phone again] I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

It could be a dimensional difference, I suppose, but the concept is the same.

Whatever it is, it's bloody bizarre, if you ask me.


We have quite the group now, it would seem...

Fenris. So there are more of us here... I'm not sure if I should be happy about that or not.

Merrill, Isabela, Varric, and the Arishok that I've noticed. None of them mentioned running into you, however. Are there others?

Varric I knew of -- he and I were assigned to the same house. But the others...

...Wait. Did you say the Arishok?

Hmph. He failed to mention that detail to me. How can a dwarf who talks so much still manage to avoid saying the important things...?

I did. Looking - somewhat less formidable than usual, admittedly.

Something the matter hotness?

[just going to... quietly ignore the "hotness" part...]

Oh, no, of course not. I've been abducted, had my blades and armor stolen from me -- why, today is shaping up to be a grand day.

Oh, glad you're having a fucking ball because I sure as hell ain't.

Oh, yes! The time of my life, in fact! I really wanted to be taken away from my home, I assure you. No better way to end my comrade's story, I'd think.

[She sounds more and more relieved with every familiar voice. SUP BELA]

My, my, Fenris wasn't kidding, was he? Quite the party we have here.

[ODD, HAWKE OUGHT TO BE PISSED... she thinks.]

...What? No "why did you pull that stunt, Isabela"? No "you always get me into trouble you noisy wench"? Not even a "get out of my bed and stop touching me there"?

Not to underestimate your abilities, Isabela, but I don't think even you are capable of... this.

No, no, I was talking about that business with the book...
Oh, maybe you don't remember. Which is fine. I'll just... be over here. Not talking about Qunari.

[Pause. She is staring at the phone, confused.]

Isabela, that was almost four years ago. Why are you bringing it up now?

What? It was a few months ago.

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