[OPEN] Welcome Back! Now Take a Bath.

[scalethewall]

WHO: Blackwall and you!
WHAT: Blackwall returns to Skyhold after being away for a few months
WHEN: Current?
WHERE: Around Skyhold, mostly the stables and the tavern
NOTES: none that I can think of... his intro is over here. prose or brackets are fine

i. Just arrived
It's midday when Blackwall and the small group of scouts and soldiers who'd been with him in the Storm Coast are spotted by one of Skyhold's lookouts making their way back up the mountain road. They're definitely not in a rush, but getting inside of the fortress' high walls and out of the whipping mountain winds is a relief. After weeks in the constant drizzle of the Storm Coast, dry clothing felt like an unattainable fantasy.

Muddy, damp, and worn out, Blackwall was looking even more unkempt and wild than when he'd first arrived in Haven. The Storm Coast seemed to have that affect on people; the others with him didn't look like they'd fared much better. He's a little surprised at how glad he is to be back, but why wouldn't he be? A change of clothes into something that isn't already soaked through with rain and a proper place to enjoy a drink, what's not to love?

ii. Sparring/Beating up practice dummies close to the stables
It doesn't take Blackwall long at all to fall back into a routine, which means getting some time in with a dull sword and a stuffed potato sack on a stick meant to look like a person. It's unusual for him to be in anything less than his full armor, which includes the puffy gambeson he always wears, but it's still hung up to dry by the fire in the stables, so this morning he's settled for a loose tunic and trousers.

Unlike some of the others whacking away at the dummies, his movements are calm and devoid of emotion, simply going through training exercises and focusing on form and technique. Training exercises are all well and good, but if someone actually offered to spar he'd be hard pressed to turn them down, especially after fighting nothing but bears and spiders in the mud for the past few weeks.

iii. Tavern
"Oh, pardon me," Blackwall offers, managing to sound completely genuine while fighting back a chuckle. It's late evening and the tavern is apparently the place to be. It's surprisingly easy to misjudge how close you are to someone after a few drinks and Blackwall misses the mark as he leans over the counter to signal for another pint, bumping a few people.

"Ale, like the last one," He tells the barkeep when he gets their attention before offering a slightly intoxicated smile while waiting.

iv. or choose your own adventure!
[Walking around Skyhold or find him in the stables... demand he come tour the Warden encampment and watch him squirm, or comment about how much he needs a haircut. I'm down for all the things :3]

Comments

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin nods, more or less agreeing with him on the waste part. Dragons are glorious creatures; it's always a shame when they have to die, no matter how much she might enjoy a good battle. Still, she doesn't regret the dragon tooth necklace she's now wearing or what it means to her to have gotten it herself.

That arched eyebrow gets a chuckle out of her. "I was surprised, too, figured it was a long shot. I guess she likes a challenge. If she thought to 'tame' me, though, she must be disappointed. I still don't give a nug's ass about the Game and I still disagree with almost everything she says during Council meetings."

[scalethewall]

"The Game," He echoes, sighing with disdain. "Surely, all that political garbage doesn't have anything to do with training new Knight-Enchanters.

Anyway, I prefer the way Lady Josephine plays, all polite, gracious smiles. Vivienne is just a viper."

Maybe he sounds a little too fond of the ambassador, but it was obvious he has no love for Vivienne.

[gatheringstorm]

As much as Vivienne's a mentor and has her gratitude for teaching her a new form of magic, Korrin can't say she has any great love for her personally. So she just nods at the 'viper' comment, unable to deny it or disagree. Hell, knowing Vivienne, she might even be flattered.

And she response with a small grin at mention of the ambassador. "Lady Josephine is rather lovely, I'll give you that. We don't run in the same circles, I'm no diplomat, but I doubt the Inquisiton would run half as well without her. She needs to learn to have fun every once in a while, though. Even when she's not at her desk, she always seems to be working. Someone should help with that."