you don't own the green pines

[chainlightning]

WHO: Merrill and open!
WHAT: An open log.
WHEN: Justinian 20th - mid-Solace
WHERE: Skyhold and the surrounding area
NOTES: Some talk of violence, injuries, death.

late justinian through early solace | healing tents
[ Justice is dead, but he nearly took many others with them -- Merrill included. She's in a bad way for a few days, especially after; her cheekbone is broke, her ribs mostly intact but her internal organs badly bruised, along with various and sundry scrapes, cuts, bite marks, bruises, and burns.

Still, she's a decent patient. She stays put in the tents, at least, though they can't quite get her to stop talking when she's feeling well enough to sit up and do so. Visitors are allowed at the discretion of the healers, but Merrill isn't going to turn anyone (or anything) away. ]

early solace | around skyhold
[ When she's allowed to leave the healing tents, it's not full-time. They don't want her going down to the Warden camp to sleep, but she's allowed to wander Skyhold as long as she's careful. As a result, Merrill mostly relaxes -- visits with friends or with potential new friends, sits in the garden, watches the birds.

She likes to go visit the griffons, when she can, though she has to be careful. They're less good about watching for injuries. ]

early-mid solace | camp shady fucker
[ When she's allowed to move more, when she's more patched up between a combination of time and magic, Merrill gets to work. Sleeping in a tent isn't new, but the events at Weisshaupt have shaken her. If they need to get out, she wants to be able to move quickly.

She starts to gather supplies. Wood, mostly, but any who know much about the Dalish may recognize what begins to take shape or the plans that Merrill checks every once in a while: an aravel. ]

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[chainlightning]

[ Merrill winces. She can't quite help it -- there's a part of her that will never want to disappoint the women from Kirkwall, and while Hawke was always the priority person to not disappoint, Aveline is pretty high up there as well.

One hand comes up to rub at the back of her neck. ]

Justice happened.

[ She tries her best not to sound sheepish about it. ]

He sort of... hit me head-on. Also, I think tried to possess me, at the end -- but I killed him before that, so that obviously didn't happen.

[shieldwalls]

Oh, is that all?

[ Leave it Merrill to try and sound so nonchalant about her current state. Or near brush with possession. Aveline doesn't mean to get angry, and she doesn't want to make the woman worse, or start a fuss but it's hard not to when her friends are doing their best to get themselves killed.

She sighs. Just give her a moment. ]

Justice is dead, then. Can't say that I'm sorry to hear that.

[chainlightning]

[ She wouldn't be so awkward about it if telling Aveline what had happened didn't feel so remarkably like having to confess to the Keeper why someone's hair has accidentally been turned pink. ]

I'm not either. It...

[ There's a sigh. ]

It was worse than we thought. Even with what we knew Justice was capable of, with exploding the chantry... it was bad.