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[Upon the screen flickers on the image of a woman with black hair and a full set of armor with a sword engulfed in flames engraved at its center. The camera is set at an awkward angle and some adjusting takes place, but it's clear someone has at least done their research on the device before them. Once in better focus, the expression given is one of incredulity before it eases into a more friendly demeanor.]

I think I've exhausted passersby well enough with my questions. To those who have been of help thus far, thank you. If this does, in fact, work as I was reassured, [there's a tired sigh,] then there is still a great deal I have yet to understand.

[She manages a lighter smile. Her tone gives little joy, however, and holds a serious air with her words carefully considered.]

Assuming it is working, however, I am Ser Evangeline de Brassard, Templar previously of the White Spire [She pauses in consideration if there is more to say on that matter, but with only a moment she moves on.] I realize titles likely mean little here, but should it to anyone I would encourage working together if a way is to be found to fixing this current predicament.

While I am still learning about this place, it takes little to understand this is a dire situation. Please do not hesitate if any are in need of assistance. It may be small, but I will help however I am able.

[Her demeanor visibly relaxes just as well as her smile.]

Thank you.

[The video feed flicks on to show Hawke sitting at a table. Covering the table are all sorts of circuit boards, wires, a laptop, various tools. You know, the things that you see and you go "this person must be some kind of tech genius". She's also wearing glasses. They make her look like hipster garbage.

Finally, there's a little handwritten note on the edge of the desk that says Hawke Industries. The Hawke part seems like it used to say something else but it's been scribbled out. A name that starts with an S? Something like that.]

Hello fellow Moirans and those that were never on the Moira. Morianots? Never mind. Terminology isn't what's important here. What is important is all the shiny new abilities being passed around like the plague. Sorry to anyone who accidentally lit their breakfast on fire when they woke up a mage. But I bet it was hilarious for everyone else.

Anyway, my important announcement is that I'm a genius now. See? You can tell by the spectacles. [Oh that explains the glasses] I know all about computers, engineering, physics, renewable energy, artificial intelligence, and making suits out of metal. Which I won't do. Because, let's be honest, it's embarrassing.

So from now on you can direct all your technological questions to me. I'll answer them in a very overcomplicated and round about fashion with a slight bit of scorn for your inability to understand. But fear not, I'm prepared to throw myself on that sword for the sake of everyone here.

[And off goes the feed. Is she really going to actually fix shit or do anything? WHO KNOWS.
She's a wild card.]

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