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[faderifting]

No, Seriously, You're Never Getting Out Of Here

Maybe the Inquisition sent you, maybe you came seeking the Inquisition. Maybe you fell out of a rift into this world last week and are still just trying to find your feet. However it happened, early fall finds you in the Hinterlands. Tucked between Ferelden's massive Lake Calenhad and the icy Frostback Mountains, the Hinterlands are a hilly region covered in patchy forests and small farms trying to eke out a living between the boulders. Though somewhat remote, the area is rich with game and minerals and home to Redcliffe, a bustling town on a busy trade route.

Lately the Hinterlands have also been full of mages and templars and rifts, all threatening to turn once-peaceful countryside into a dangerous warzone. The Inquisition has set up several camps and sent personnel to try to restore order to the region, unwilling to let it slip into chaos. There's a lot to be done, some of it straightforward killing bad things, some of it weird and nebulous morale-building.

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1. WHERE THE SUN COMES UP ABOUT TEN IN THE MORNING

QUESTS COME AND GO BUT BEARS ARE ETERNAL: You have turned the wrong corner, forded the wrong stream, crested the wrong hill, entered the wrong cave. Maybe you are far from camp. Maybe you are in camp. Whatever has happened, wherever you are: you are being chased by bears. Did you provoke the bears? Are they huge? Babies? Fade-touched? Mage-controlled? What are they chasing you away from? What are they chasing you into? What do you plan to make out of their hide if you kill them? What do you think they'll craft out of your hide if they kill you?

2. THEY MOVED DOWN SOUTH OF REDCLIFFE

NICE PLACE FOR A SPOT OF CAMPING: If there were an inn, which there's not, there wouldn't be room for you in it. Traveling with the Inquisition means carrying your own bedrolls, putting up your own tents, and sleeping alongside whoever you've been told to share with--no matter how much you hate them or how loud they snore. If you really can't stand it, the alternative is sleeping outside. On the ground. With the bears.

3. AND THEY LAUGHED AND SANG A NEW SONG

Hey, there's a big, crazy light in the sky that craps out demons! Let's worship it!: Not everyone thinks the Breach was a bad thing. In the southeastern mountains, a burgeoning cult has taken up residence in Winterwatch Tower to wait patiently for the Maker to reach through the tears in the veil and gather the faithful to his bosom. They're a little kooky, maybe, but harmless, and they're happy enough to share their wine and lager with travelers in the area. The demon-spewing rift behind the Tower, on the other hand... Too bad the Herald didn't close that thing before she bit it. Watch your step.

4. NO ONE EVER KNEW THERE WAS LYRIUM IN THEM MOUNTAINS

TROUBLE IN THE DEEP: The Carta is everywhere, but it's here in force, occupying dwarven ruins in a chasm behind a waterfall. Inquisition forces have already cleared most of the smugglers out of the hold, but there's still a vault to break into, bodies to loot, and old texts to search through for anything worth adding to the Inquisition's growing archives. Also: darkspawn. Sorry.

5. AND THE SUN GOES DOWN ABOUT THREE IN THE DAY

CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE: hunt game, kill demons, gather herbs, track bandits, haggle over the price of armor, fall off a deceptively tall rock, get lost circling the same hill ten times trying to find a way up to the weird glowing skull on a stick you can see is up there, climb trees or abandoned towers, rummage around in empty homes, run from a dragon, cry over how cute that fennec fox you just shot was, set up camp and chat around the fire, knock yourself out (figuratively, or even literally if that's more your speed)-- the Hinterlands are your Frostback Mountain oyster.

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

He still doesn't know what to make of this, especially when the qunari offers up what he's gathered right away, not waiting for proof of what Anders has said. He'd thought the Hinterlands would have consumed anyone even close to this trusting long ago. ...Like the dragon up in the ravine had tried to do to him. Anders glanced northward and skyward, frowning.

"Been in the ravine, nearly set on fire." His attention comes back to the qunari and the trade. "Did you happen to find a route that doesn't involve a dragon? I've fought one before, but I wasn't traveling alone then."

All the same, he's nervously switching his grace to one hand to fish for his map with the other. It's a ragged scrap of a thing, but it's still clear enough. As are the marks where every templar encampment he's come across had been, whether they were ruins then, or he'd turned them into ruins.

[savethecat]

"I just waited 'til she weren't there, I mean, she's gotta eat and sleep sometime." Gorse said as if it was as simple as that. Still, he takes the offered map, looking it over and marking the places on it he's found it. The marks about the templar encampments aren't really surprising, what with the staff on his back, though the comment about being alone is.

"Y'ain't with the other mages, then?"

[justice_is_blond]

"Her need for eating is most of the reason I'm not entirely certain about my safety in her vicinity." There's a trace of amusement in his voice, but only a trace. The sleeping tip makes sense, and he's still speaking with a qunari. It's hard to really trust one after Kirkwall had exploded so badly, but he's trying not to be rude.

And he's trying not to be too fearful when he realizes maybe he shouldn't have let on that he's on his own. Anders frowns for a moment before shaking his head, watching the qunari with a little bit of nervousness.

"No. I've... No." He'd fit in all right with many of the rebel mages, for a time, but every group was dealing with schisms right now and none of them needed an abomination running around. Especially not one whose head was wanted quite as much as Anders'. "Alone is safer. And more dangerous at the same time. Are you with any of the groups?"