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WHO: Solas and Whoever wants him
WHAT: Catch-all post for people who need Solas' advice/attention
WHEN: Covering the end of august / beginning of september, or whenever you need him
WHERE: Solas' study at the base of the Library tower
NOTES: Replies might be slow, but don't worry just hit me up and I'll get to you

At the base of the Library tower there is a large, circular room with scaffolding on one side, and murals slowly filling the walls up to it. In the center is a desk, strewn with papers, notes, and the occassional object : this is Solas' study. He is usually found here, puttering around on whatever he is working on, reading, or painting the walls into a fresh fresco.

Sometimes, you might catch him sleeping, arms folded against his chest, chin tucked in and eyes closed.

He will answer whatever questions you have, but he might not be pleased about it.

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Her gaze was pinned wistfully on Solas, the spirit in her eyes seeming to swell as he spoke. "What were they like," Sina asked first, "the People long gone, the old ways." Her brow knit imploringly. "How much have we lost? And... what have we kept? Why can't we remember--" She cut herself off with a shake of her head and a sheepish smile. "Abelas," she said quietly, "I'm bombarding you."