First Report [Video]

[hawkejunior]

[By now, Carver and his sister have been frightened enough times by the bizarre, talking magical books that appeared in their possessions. They speak in voices and change every day, so it took some tinkering before they were able to figure out how, precisely, to work them.

But now they have. Sort of.

Carver's face appears in the image, glaring, focused in entirely too close for him to know what he's doing with it. He taps on it a few times and once he can see himself, tries to adjust so he's a little easier to see.]

Hello? Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me? [It statics, because he's yelling into it.] Maker! Damn this blighted thing...

[Giving up on trying to make the communicator work, he goes back to the subject at hand.]

If anyone can hear this, my name is Warden-Ensign Carver Hawke. My sister and I- I don't know how we got here, but we're here. We came out of that- that metal building back there.

We're holed up in a little shack not far from that metal building, on the south side of the mountain. I don't know if anyone else is out there, but if they are--

[He coughs, clears his throat, and his voice turns all business.]

I'm going to go ahead and assume this is somewhere in the Anderfels, so you'll probably know what a Grey Warden is. So in that case I'd like to request some food and supplies for both myself and my sister, who is not a Warden, but you're going to be damned bloody sorry if you refuse to her.

And if nobody else is out there... well, then we're in a pile of shit, aren't we...

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[intherite]

[Thanks, Carver. Now she's annoyed. No wonder why your brother always fought with you. Her voice is on the cross side.]

Your brother is not here. But you will find that he has changed somewhat in the years that you missed.

[In fact, he's almost tolerable for a mage.]

There are others present whom you may or may not be familiar with. They were his companions, after all. Vael, Aveline, Fenris, and the apostate. The First Enchanter is also here, but I cannot see that being relevant to you.

[Never a name for Anders, nope.]

[hawkejunior]

[Well, at least there's that. Garrett's off causing trouble elsewhere, and not here for Carver to have to protect BOTH of his siblings from the Knight-Commander.]

Yes, I know most of them. [Vael who?]

Apparently you knew me better in your version of events, Knight-Commander.

[intherite]

...Surely I do not have to repeat Templar again.

[Maybe the taint addled him. Maybe being in the deep roads so much addled him. Wardens. Who knew? She'd briefly conversed with some before, but this was a little different. Where was Cullen when she needed him?]

[hawkejunior]

No. I understand that part. It's just a little bizarre hearing someone telling me about a job I've never had.

[Cut the guy some slack, Meredith, he's had a long week of ridiculously impossible things happening to him. QED: dead sister.]

I did consider it for a while.

[intherite]

[She cuts no one slack. Especially when she's trying to step down the whole lyrium addiction. Though he's given her a potential opening.]

You came to us when your brother left on the Expedition that would reshape your family's fortune. I cannot say what your reasons were.

[In other words, sorry, but you weren't that important until your apostate brother became untouchable.]

But you served us well.

[hawkejunior]

[... oh. So there was the breaking point. Carver remembered his white-hot fury at the very idea Garrett would leave him behind on the expedition. That very well might have set him off enough to push him to the Templars.]

Well. Good to hear, I suppose.

[intherite]

Your sword could still be of use.

[He doesn't sound particularly interested, but she'll leave the possibility there for him to consider, in case.]

To be a Templar is to protect and watch, and there is need of such here.

[hawkejunior]

My sword will be of use.

Wardens protect and watch as well, and I wouldn't plan on doing anything less.

[intherite]

[Clearly not inclined to join, then. Or... not yet. Perhaps if the Champion shows up... but she shall wait and watch.]

Good.

The settlement is not hard to miss. East, remember.

[Because you might forget it. And then she turns off her book-device-thing.]

[hawkejunior]

[Carver's going to be watching a mage, all right. Though probably not in the sense Meredith hopes.]

Thank you, Knight-Commander.