i'll come back when you call me, no need to say goodbye. ( open )

[audacieuse]

WHO: Alysanne de Forestière and you!
WHAT: Catch-all for Bloomingtide.
WHEN: Through the end of Bloomingtide.
WHERE: Various!
NOTES: No specific warnings. I'm fine with either prose or brackets.

I'll be popping a generic open starter in the comments, but if you have something specific you want to thread with her, please hit me up on plurk (galaxydust) or PM and let's chat!

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[fleurdesel]

"Senior Enchanter Forstière." For all that such titles aren't used often, familiar modes of address remain somewhat habitual- especially with how deeply the old hierarchy is burned into her bones. The name isn't foreign to her either- a member of her fraternity in a foreign Circle, a bit more active than she'd been in her own. As long as the Circles remained Adelaide had been content to focus on her students and research.

Perhaps a bit more attention to the political lay of the land would have given her better warning of what was to come.

"Of course." Adelaide herself is in simple enough attire, a blue dress, without embroidery, neither healer's robe nor circle stitching to be seen. Her staff, likewise, is propped in the corner rather than at her side, an occasional tool rather than mark of status as it would have been in the Circles. Littered about are stacks of papers- research, inquiries, requests for funding or resources from other enchanters within the Inquisition- and a long since cooled mug of tea. "Have a seat."

Proper office this corner of the library is not- but she has two chairs and space enough for the odd meeting.

[audacieuse]

Alysanne thanks her and takes a seat, glancing around, briefly but curiously. If Adelaide doesn't have much resembling a real office of her own, Alysanne's hardly bothered. The library is pleasant, most people seem to respect the quiet, and this particular corner isn't overcrowded. She thinks she wouldn't mind having a space of her own somewhere here herself.

"I've only arrived in Skyhold recently or we might have had this conversation much sooner," she says, with a slightly whimsical smile. "To say this place takes some getting used to is a bit of an understatement, I think."

The Circle tower it is definitely not, and if she hadn't been on her own for months after what happened in Markham, she might not have known quite what to do with herself here.

"You've a Mage Council here, yes? I confess to curiosity."

And a bit more than that, but she'll let Adelaide tell her about it before she says anything else.

[fleurdesel]

"Improvements are being made as renovations continue." It will never be like the Circles- it will never be a grand chateau or palace. It is a fortress no matter how many rugs or paintings Josephine puts out; and Adelaide has come to admire the rugged solidity. But there is always, as ever, room for improvement.

"It is a collection of delegates nominated by their peers to relegate Mage matters, act as liaison where required, report to the Inquisition's advisors and handle disciplinary actions when required- which has been infrequent, fortunately." Adelaide sets her notes aside to offer Alysanne the full of her attention. "We've mages of every fraternity and apostates, as well as the acknowledgement of our authority by most of the Inquisition's mages. We manage education, fade training, leave ourselves available to mages that have concerns about...anything, truly, go on missions to offer support in the field, contact the local nobility for additional support...We are attempting to build the foundations of a self-governed alternative to the Circles and College, without Chantry or Templar oversight- though we do cooperate with them when need be."