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[eolasemah]

WHO: Sina Dahlasanor and you!
WHAT: Sina has a shard in her chest and has been told the rifters have similar ones in their hands. She wants to seek out rifters and investigate this further/compare marks/find out if they're demons or not.
WHEN: Frostfall
WHERE: Around and about Skyhold
NOTES: Please feel free to join if not a rifter! People on surveillance duty are also encouraged.



The diminutive elf resembled a deer as she made her way through the scattered crowds of Skyhold: dignified and alert, but ready to bolt at any sign of danger. The shard in her chest glinted conspicuously beneath the light shawl she wore, and her careful grey eyes scanned the area for any glowing that matched it. It was like a homing beacon, and for the first time since she'd acquired it, Sina wasn't trying to hide it.

[The Herald's Rest]

She'd never been in here before, having been warned off over raucous drunken humans and sword-happy Templars. She had a mission, however, and hoped she was right to assume the tavern would be less frightening in the daytime.


[The Healing Tents]

It was a wild guess, but surely some of the newcomers would need healing? She wandered along the rows of tents, seeking out the telltale green glow.


[The Dungeon]

The very act of going into this dismal place of stone walls made her feel ill, but perhaps there were still prisoners here, those accused of being demons. She steeled herself and made her way down.


[Wherever!]

Anyone who wants to be found somewhere else is welcome to post in! She's being very thorough.

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[lennethvalkyrie]

Lenneth frowned thoughtfully. "How... curious. I had assumed that only those who came through the rifts would bear such a mark," she said, continuing down the steps towards the young woman. She held out her hand again, palm up, to allow Sina to examine it.

"Is it the same? Does yours pain you as well?"

[eolasemah]

Sina gently took the offered hand and peered down at it, feeling the mark's power thrumming in Lenneth's flesh and bone the way she could feel it in her own.

"It looks the same," she observed, and gave a small, weary nod to the question. "I am always aware of it," she replied, "but I... can mitigate the pain with magic, when it's too distracting." She just couldn't stop it altogether, and she didn't like to think about what would happen if the injury worsened or otherwise changed somehow.

"...I heard that the human Templars think people from the rifts are demons," she said, slowly lowering her hands from Lenneth's. "I've never met a demon. But I don't think you are one."

[lennethvalkyrie]

Odd, that she spoke of humans as if she weren't one--Lenneth's eyes were suddenly drawn to Sina's ears, and this time when she smiled, it lit up her entire face. "Ljósálfr!" she exclaimed suddenly, and then shook her head almost immediately--though the smile remained. "No... you're from this world... but -- it is good to see an elf again. And I am gladdened to not be thought a demon."

[eolasemah]

Sina recoiled from the sudden outburst, her hands snapping up to shield her face, but she quickly gleaned the nature of the exclamation and lowered them again with a confused blink.

"Again?" she repeated, "...where are you from?"

[lennethvalkyrie]

"Asgard," she replied, allowing herself a brief moment to think of the vast fields of lilies, the heavenly isles in the sky where the Aesir made their home. Loneliness twinged in her chest in response, and she shuttered the thoughts quickly lest she get lost in them, "though the name likely holds as much meaning for you as Thedas does for me.

More pertinent to say, perhaps, that in my world there are beings we name 'elf'. They have pointed ears as you do, but," she reached back to finger a few strands of her hair, "all I have seen have green hair. My people have named them as allies; they are skilled in battle and magic both, and their craftsmanship is beyond compare.

"Forgive my outburst. I had not seen any elves yet, and had assumed this was a human world. That makes two assumptions -- and both disproven by you."

[eolasemah]

Although thoroughly bewildered, Sina opted to take this as a compliment, and flashed the woman a confused smile. "I'm... happy to help," she decided, "though..." She trailed off, hesitated, then added with a timid smirk, "...I think green hair would do a great deal for our appearances."