Emmrich is not surprised when the being before him comes up with an answer of sorts. After all, anything here wants attention, spirit and otherwise. With this, the being has an assurance that Emmrich will attempt to return here, and has a head start on setting the stage to its benefit. Tomorrow night will be incredibly dangerous if this is not Hawke.
He wishes he had any sort of ability to bring backup. While certainly more than a few in the Necropolis would be willing to assist, he's the Fade expert. He's the one that knows how to navigate it. And he doesn't have any idea how to draw someone to a specific area of the Fade even if they do fall asleep at the same time. There's no effective beacon-lighting in this realm that shifts on a whim. Even if Vorgoth was willing (and able) to assist, Emmrich isn't sure they could coordinate in here.
The answer itself gives Emmrich little to go off of, as well. The first feels specific enough, but if a spirit's watched Isabela's dreams they might have been able to pick something like that up. The second is a rather universal platitude. The third? Everyone knows Sundermount is near Kirkwall, and the odds of a debacle happening there are high. It feels much like a fortune teller's reading: just vague enough to safely apply to nearly everyone.
"Her husband deserved it, she's a better person than she gives herself credit for, and she still owes you one for the debacle on Sundermount," Emmrich echoes. He'll bring it to her anyway, and see what she thinks. She'd also be likely to have more information about where Hawke has been. And somehow, that will still be the easy part. If this is Hawke, backtracking to where he took off his armor and then trying to follow the path it took to the Lighthouse from there cannot conceivably be straightforward. But at least it gives them a possible path out. Otherwise, what he knows about physically getting into and out of the Fade, aside from the Crossroads and Lighthouse, is uselessly little.
Emmrich leans back, getting comfortable in his seat. "I cannot wake up on cue if there's no apparent danger, so I am here until something wakes me here or there." It might happen at any moment; time flows oddly in the Fade so he could have been sleeping for hours or simply minutes. Which reminds him...
"You should know that it is 9:52 Dragon. I doubt I can answer every question you have if you have them, but I will tackle what I can." A spirit would know that. It costs Emmrich nothing to tell the being this, or explain what's going on in the world, as if this is Hawke.
"Isabela is quite well, back in Rivain, lead--" Manfred accidentally dropping books jerks him awake and out of the Fade mid-word and mid-sentence. While he drifts back off again until morning and knows he touches the Fade, he can't return to the awareness he needs to find and speak with someone for the rest of the night. At least once day breaks he's free to head off to Rivain and speak with Isabela.
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He wishes he had any sort of ability to bring backup. While certainly more than a few in the Necropolis would be willing to assist, he's the Fade expert. He's the one that knows how to navigate it. And he doesn't have any idea how to draw someone to a specific area of the Fade even if they do fall asleep at the same time. There's no effective beacon-lighting in this realm that shifts on a whim. Even if Vorgoth was willing (and able) to assist, Emmrich isn't sure they could coordinate in here.
The answer itself gives Emmrich little to go off of, as well. The first feels specific enough, but if a spirit's watched Isabela's dreams they might have been able to pick something like that up. The second is a rather universal platitude. The third? Everyone knows Sundermount is near Kirkwall, and the odds of a debacle happening there are high. It feels much like a fortune teller's reading: just vague enough to safely apply to nearly everyone.
"Her husband deserved it, she's a better person than she gives herself credit for, and she still owes you one for the debacle on Sundermount," Emmrich echoes. He'll bring it to her anyway, and see what she thinks. She'd also be likely to have more information about where Hawke has been. And somehow, that will still be the easy part. If this is Hawke, backtracking to where he took off his armor and then trying to follow the path it took to the Lighthouse from there cannot conceivably be straightforward. But at least it gives them a possible path out. Otherwise, what he knows about physically getting into and out of the Fade, aside from the Crossroads and Lighthouse, is uselessly little.
Emmrich leans back, getting comfortable in his seat. "I cannot wake up on cue if there's no apparent danger, so I am here until something wakes me here or there." It might happen at any moment; time flows oddly in the Fade so he could have been sleeping for hours or simply minutes. Which reminds him...
"You should know that it is 9:52 Dragon. I doubt I can answer every question you have if you have them, but I will tackle what I can." A spirit would know that. It costs Emmrich nothing to tell the being this, or explain what's going on in the world, as if this is Hawke.
"Isabela is quite well, back in Rivain, lead--" Manfred accidentally dropping books jerks him awake and out of the Fade mid-word and mid-sentence. While he drifts back off again until morning and knows he touches the Fade, he can't return to the awareness he needs to find and speak with someone for the rest of the night. At least once day breaks he's free to head off to Rivain and speak with Isabela.