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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.
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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"I'm not sure I understand much of what's happening now," she confessed, "though... I have the fortune of having been born in Thedas, so there's that." She smiled sympathetically. "I'm from up north, in the Free Marches. I traveled here with my clan sister, Nahariel. ...it was a difficult journey." The thinning air and exertion compounded with her mark had given her a rattling cough, and she'd had to be carried up on a Templar's horse. It wasn't an exceptionally happy memory.
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"Is that as far north as where Qunari come from? I've studied maps but very few countries actually physically border each other; I come from a place that's really many many islands all nestled close and bound together. To have this big blob with everything sprawling out, it's almost unseemly." The thought of so much ocean to chart made her giddy, how could it not, but still, everyone rubbing elbows with one another like that, no wonder there had been such conflict. "Marching up that mountain snow up to my hips, I'll be glad to go down but not to come back. I shudder to think of what happens when storms come. Did your sister stay? I imagine it's nice to have a friendly face amongst the rabble."
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"Yes, Nari's still here," she said, "though soon she'll be off to-- what is it? The Teeming Bog, something like that."
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