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Emmrich Volkarin ([personal profile] corpsestuff) wrote2025-01-19 08:22 pm
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mournwitch: (thedathenais320)

action. the grand necropolis.

[personal profile] mournwitch 2025-02-08 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
Athénaïs brought little with her back to Nevarra, and is taking away less— easy enough, as ever, for her to up sticks and move on. This is, nevertheless, a longer leave-taking than usual and a more complicated one for the lingering ties that bind; she’s agreeable enough when it’s suggested to her that she might coordinate herself with Professor Volkarin, likewise expected to return to Kirkwall with the recently-arrived Riftwatch.

If she harbours private suspicions that Athaliah just wants her to get her shit out of her sister’s quarters, that’s no one’s business.

A firm knock on the door to what she’s been assured are Volkarin’s private quarters, and she waits, in no great rush.
altusimperius: (listening)

kicks your door down (action)

[personal profile] altusimperius 2025-03-05 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
At some point during Emmrich's first few weeks in the Gallows, he's approached by a well-dressed and shiny-haired young man carrying a writing board.

"Professor Volkarin?" Benedict greets, with an arch of his eyebrows-- that is you, isn't it-- "I'm Benedict Artemaeus, Personnel Officer. I just wanted to see how you were settling in."