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📌 Welcome

Think for a moment. What's the last thing you remember, exactly? Were you with your loved ones? Were you fighting for your life? Whatever the case may be, the story ends like this: you died. Regardless of how important circumstances were, you have been eliminated from your own world. That's all there is.

Perhaps it will surprise you to wake up surrounded by the sky in every direction. What's above is reflected below in the shallow water that ripples beneath you without getting you wet. Strangely, what lies beneath this water is a mystery to you, and it feels more like walking on a glass surface, completely solid and clear underfoot.

Despite the fact you've perished, nothing hurts. Any injuries you arrived with have been neatly bandaged, and anything life-threatening has been mended enough that it no longer is. The warm sunshine probably feels good on your skin right now, doesn't it? The temperature is perfect, and you feel oddly comfortable considering the circumstances.

You aren't the only one rousing, however. Strangers around you also blink into consciousness, glowing halos flickering to life and floating over their heads. It might be hard to see the shape of your own halo looking up, but your reflection on the ground should help with that. Reaching up to touch it will prove futile. It's intangible, though your hand feels a little warm passing through it.

Your first instinct might be to leave. Can't blame you. You're in a strange place surrounded by strange people and no sense of direction. You might even try to use one of your powers from your home world to escape, but try as you might they don't appear to work. Worry not though; it looks like this place has bestowed some gifts upon you. Within your vicinity you have have one item from home. You have a gift box with your name on it. And, of course, you have the brand new sexy angel costume that you're already wearing! 😇

So what are you waiting for? Up and at 'em! The island has plenty of space to explore, though as you approach the edge it fades slowly into a thick fog. Pressing onward into the fog will disorient you and soon you'll find yourself completely turned around right back where you started. Probably best to stick to this area.

But hey, there's plenty to look at still! Instead of empty space, scattered around the island you'll see glassy, transparent protrusions from the ground. Most of them... well, you can't quite make out the shape. Could be buildings. Could be trees. Could be objects on the ground. Flowers, maybe? Their form doesn't seem to want to settle, and the light catching on their edges isn't really as illuminating as you'd like.

There is one exception to this. One shape seems to be more stable than the rest, less transparent and instead just... hazy. It's like you're looking at it through glasses with the wrong prescription. Even though it's blurry, you can tell that it's a cafe, and its door is wide open. Thoughtful, right? Whoever or whatever brought you here, at least they don't want you to starve!

Though no one is manning the counter, you can order your desired meal off of the slightly-clearer touch screen menu that offers up any kind of fast food you could want. There are also two restrooms in the back, with the keys hanging up on the wall beside them. That aside, there doesn't appear to be anything else open and you're left to your own devices.

We understand this is a lot to process, so take your time adjusting. And remember: everything is fine.

🎁 Gift Basket

As mentioned, each of you wake up with your item from home and a gift box with your name on it. There's a printed note attached to the fancy ribbon tying it off. It reads: Enjoy a welcome gift from us! For any questions, please refer to the informational pamphlet inside. ... but naturally, no such pamphlet seems to exist.

Each box contains the following:

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Cell Phone

A smartphone. Text and call to your heart's content. Just kidding! There's no service yet.
At least the camera and notes app work.

🖊️
Pen

One encouraging pen of your choice. Blue ink!

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Egg

A large egg the color of your halo. About ostrich egg sized. Warm.

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Toy Lightsaber

A collapsible toy lightsaber! Lights up the same color as your halo.

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Squishmallow

A small squishmallow! Any animal or item that would suit your personality.

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One Crocheted Accessory

A cute scarf/mittens/hat/etc, handmade in a color that suits you.

♡

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Comments

[spiritbalm]

[ yeah the fucking worst. ]

If you're performing magic, you are a mage, but you can call yourself what you like. The source of all magic is divine, it is a Maker-given gift.

[ said in a duh tone. the dalish would disagree but there's no dalish here. maybe that's whats happening here, it's an Elf thing. sometimes they do call the fade something different but he doesn't pay that much attention to dalish lore. ]

The Fade is the realm beyond the Veil that separates it from our world. It is inhabited by spirits, and it is where our souls pass through after our deaths. And you would have gone there while dreaming ... ? In theory, it should be where we are now.

[sacredpath]

[okay she just waits for him to stop mansplaining magic to her.]

I have travelled to other planes both in my dreams and waking. I simply have not heard it called the Fade before. But it does not sound dissimilar to the Shadowfell or the astral sea.

[spiritbalm]

[ SHE LITERALLY ASKED. IT WAS A PROMPTED EXPLANATION. ]

There you are then. I haven't heard it called that, but that's a Circle education for you.

[sacredpath]

I'm sure a cloister education has its limits, too, but I know enough. When I say magic is divine, I do not mean it in the sense you do. My power is granted to me by my goddess. It is not the same as the arcane power wielded by wizards and sorcerers, even if that power is the domain of a goddess too.

[spiritbalm]

[ oh. elf stuff. but then confusingly she also mentioned cloister like a Sister, but maybe it's a weird Circle. In Nevarra or something. ]

Believe what you will, but Chantry law defines us all the same regardless, and they are the ones enforcing their will on us. We can argue magic origin theory until we are blue in the face, but it won't make us any less mages, and it won't make us any more free.

[sacredpath]

I'm honestly not sure what you're going on about. Okay, very well, sir. I am a mage.

[spiritbalm]

[ he knows when he's getting a "okay sir, i can recognize youre insane and im trying soothing behaviors now" voice, but fine. ]

... Where are you from?

[sacredpath]

[she was barely trying to hide it and said it rudely.]

Baldur's Gate, though I have not been home in some time now. And you?

[spiritbalm]

I've never heard of it.

[ is he finally realizing they are having two different conversations. ]

I was last in Kirkwall. If I'm from anywhere, I suppose it's Ferelden.

[sacredpath]

I... don't know of Kirkwall nor of Ferelden, I'm afraid. Perhaps we are far-flung travelers indeed.