[open] we are bound for an unknown destination

[eolasemah]

WHO: Sina and you!
WHAT: General open; Sina has had some bad news, but is choosing not to dwell on it in favor of throwing herself back into her work within the Keep.
WHEN: throughout Bloomingtide
WHERE: Skyhold, always Skyhold
NOTES: Likely some death and illness related stuff. Anything else will be added as we go!



i. the battlements

The expedition is leaving for the Western Approach, as they do. A small, solitary elf stands atop the battlements facing the bridge, waving wistfully, watching them go as she has each time her friends have gone off on Inquisition business.
It is likely Sina will never go with them. It is likely she will never leave Skyhold at all.

She continues to stand there, looking out at the Frostbacks, long after the procession has gone.

ii. the healing tents

Now that she's back on her feet for the most part, after being knocked off them by malady after plague after injury, Sina has devoted her skills to the healing tents. Although the garden is still her preferred place to work, she finds that she doesn't want to be alone, and instead immerses herself in the highly social and mentally busying task of tending to the sick.
Despite being a mage, her assistance is mostly herbal. One never knows what might happen, if she should use her magic too much.

iii. the garden

Sina does still take time to rest and enjoy the garden, sometimes planting and trimming and harvesting, other times simply sitting still and silent on a bench as the evening settles around her.

iv. the library

Often seen either in the vicinity of or working on something for Pel or Adelaide, Sina will tuck herself up by one of the windows, books surrounding her and her thin hands splotched with ink as she takes notes. She tends to be in better spirits at these times, always cheered by the impenetrable complexity of various runes and inscriptions in need of translation.
She's not even that good at it, she just enjoys the puzzle.

v. wildcard

you know how this works

Comments

[foxsays]

Stroking Sina's hair, she allows herself to be more fierce with her embrace than she has been for so long since Sina's finally out of a tent, away from the gardens, actually out and about in Skyhold proper. It does her heart good to see her like this even if they're going to be gone again.

"We'll speak on the crystals, I promise. Although I think gifts might be of the animal hide, bone, and teeth variety, deserts don't really have markets unfortunately." But what girl could say no to a necklace of hyena teeth, that's probably all the rage somewhere in Thedas.

[eolasemah]

Sina shakes her head, but not hard enough to loosen Araceli's hand from her hair. There's nothing she wants, other than their return. "Just come back safe," she reiterates, hesitates, and adds, "...with stories."

[gatheringstorm]

That gets Korrin to chuckle softly and closes in for a hug sandwich, careful not to crush either the tiny human or elf. "That will definitely happen. Whatever's going to happen there, it won't be boring." Definitely true, though at the moment she has no idea how much 'not boring' will equate to 'traumatizing'...but that's for later.

[foxsays]

"One day I'm sure you'll be able to come with us." Even just a short trip - Araceli finds herself going mad trapped in Skyhold, standing on the rooftops or battlements, peering out of windows, an itch under her skin to run, to be anywhere else. "A supply caravan might be too open but something closed in so you wouldn't be too exposed, a little change of scenery, warmer air…"

Maybe that's selfish of her, since none of them know if Sina will ever be able to go but technically since Araceli's made an approach to Leliana about working with the mage council, she could possibly swing it as vouching for her and watching her with someone else. Even just somewhere a little further down from Skyhold.

"If a dragon swoops down and attacks the camp again now you've said that, you're sleeping in the stables for a week. Sina you are my witness to these words."

This would be the part where they'd all laugh like Tidus except the Fade is way more traumatic.

[eolasemah]

Sina doubts Araceli's reassurance as much as anyone else would, but she keeps on a brave face for now. There's no sense in causing worry. "We'll see," she decides instead, and has the wherewithal to laugh about the dragon. "I'll enforce it," she decides, smiling up at Korrin as if there's any conceivable way she could force her to do anything, with or without magic.