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[arcaneadvisor]

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[arcaneadvisor]

You are fortunate. [There's a touch of humour mingled with exasperation that curls the corner of her mouth into a smirk; black vials, revenants, always in places where they should not have been.] A spirit within the vial...and it recalled Arlathan?

[It almost seems impossible but then hadn't that whole ruin been decidedly strange?]

Do you know how it came to be within a vial at all?

[mythalenaste]

[She shakes her head.] It was some manner of phylactery. Maybe a different sort than the Chantry uses. It was bound to it until it could be placed on an altar. That broke the spell in the blood, and the spirit was laid to rest. But not before it granted...memory.

[arcaneadvisor]

[Leaning forward, scraps of parchment rustling under her arms as she rests her chin on her hands, she closes her eyes. Casts her mind back; werewolves, ghosts that sobbed and then shrieked in elven, a dragon, the ritual pool. More she perhaps forgets but it has been ten years and there had been a job to do after all, that whole business with Zathrian to be getting on with.] Much of what the Chantry and Circle knows had to have come from somewhere, tis far from likely they shall ever admit to a source; tell me, Pel, would you be at all surprised if the phylacteries too had come from the elves, something taken and used for whatever purpose they saw fit?

[But that is a distraction from the true purpose of this discussion, so she steers it back.]

Before we come to the memory, why place it upon the altar?

[mythalenaste]

[She'd had the same thought herself.]

It...didn't remember anything else but what was trained into it for so long. It wouldn't have been useful to bring it back to Skyhold.

[arcaneadvisor]

That it had not become corrupted in a place filled with as much death is... [A miracle, someone of a given faith might say but Morrigan isn't inclined to that sort of grandiose statement so she leaves Pel's mind to fill in the blanks appropriately herself.]

It's location is known now, not all things must be returned to Skyhold to be picked over.