Journey To Haven [Closed] May 9, 2020 11:44:08 GMT -5
Post by Evelyn Trevelyan on May 9, 2020 11:44:08 GMT -5
(Early Guardian, 9:41)
The journey to Ferelden had been exhausting. Evelyn spent much of those travels mourning Senior Enchanter Lydia's loss. It was bad enough when mages had to worry about what the templars would do to them, yet worse when mages turned on mages. Lydia had been a loyalist, like Evelyn—but she'd been killed by one of her own students once the Mage-Templar found its way to the Ostwick Circle. Lydia had been like a mother to Evelyn. She would miss her dearly.
Evelyn Trevelyan was of noble birth, but her magic revealed itself early on. When the templars came for her, she was sad to part with her family—but the Circle of Magi eventually became a surrogate family, in time. She struggled to make sense of Lydia's death. It had seemed such a senseless betrayal. Evelyn was chosen as a delegate, representing Ostwick's Circle, before the Conclave in the hopes her noble position would provide protection for her fellow mages while negotiation continued. She and a number of her peers had to navigate the Waking Sea in between war torn landscapes prior to their arrival. Only along the pilgrimage through the Frostback Mountains, toward Haven, did things seem to settle. Those congregating there were more interested in negotiating a truce as opposed to taking an active part in the fighting.
"It's so odd," Evelyn told her cousin, Lexi. They were closing in on Haven and Evelyn was surprised to see that many of the locals carried on with their daily lives, despite the impending Conclave that was to take place at the nearby temple.
"It is, but to be expected. Haven's neutral grounds, but its remote location has served it well in these trying times," her cousin said. Lexi was otherwise known as Ser Alexandra Trevelyan. She was a templar at Ostwick Circle and while, granted, a distant relation of Evelyn's immediate family—it was still of some comfort to her to have had Lexi by her side.
Evelyn nodded, silently observing the trains of people heading into the Haven. She'd hoped they would arrive in Haven before most, but there was already so many others that must have had the same idea. "Does Haven have an inn?" she asked Lexi.
"A tavern," Ser Alexandra answered, "We'll likely still have to set up camp just outside of the village. I doubt there's any available accommodations left beyond Haven's walls."
"Very well," Evelyn sighed, "Let's just set up camp here then." She stopped. The mage was too tired to go any further.
"We could," Lexi put in, "Or we could make way to that tavern I mentioned. Warm ourselves up. Get some food in our bellies first."
Evelyn sighed again, long-sufferingly, "Fine." With that, they pressed on.