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faderift2016-11-10 02:58 am
nadasharillen) wrote in faderift2016-11-10 02:58 am
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open | I remember way back then
WHO: Nari Dahlasanor and YOU :D
WHAT: Building, drinking, hunting, night-walks; you know, whatever.
WHEN: Nari catch-all for Firstfall/Nov.
WHERE: Skyhold and surrounding environs
NOTES: N/A
[Skyhold Main Hall]
Andrastian, Qunari, Templar, Dalish, Circle, Dwarven, Avaar--the balusters alternate in their carved imagery all the way up the hall's twinned staircases. Their creator is sitting crouched at the bottom of the northern stair, putting the final touches on the very last pair in the set, to be installed at the base of the stairs: the flame-wreathed eye of the Inquisition, set in the crossbars of its sword, the blade and pommel of which form the baluster itself. The small dark elf is whistling cheerfully as she polishes it to a glowing luster, raising a polish-stained hand in greeting to any who pass through the doors.
[Kestrel House]
Late afternoons find Nahariel working on the crest rails of chairs with painstaking progress, carving one small feather after another into the dark wood. If one were to look carefully at the sides, they might find a sharp line amidst all the gentle curves; little hidden blades, unyielding against the softness of the plumage.
Her concentration is so total that she'll not notice anyone entering the room--the kind of trust which might be deemed unwise in a house of assassins.
[Elsewhere]
Trying to keep up her slightly rusty blade-work at the practice pells, repairing chairs--and getting paid in ale--at the Herald's Rest, sitting in the Undercroft staring really really hard at a slab of stone, visiting Boggy at the Stables and more!
[Holler if you want a starter. <3]
WHAT: Building, drinking, hunting, night-walks; you know, whatever.
WHEN: Nari catch-all for Firstfall/Nov.
WHERE: Skyhold and surrounding environs
NOTES: N/A
[Skyhold Main Hall]
Andrastian, Qunari, Templar, Dalish, Circle, Dwarven, Avaar--the balusters alternate in their carved imagery all the way up the hall's twinned staircases. Their creator is sitting crouched at the bottom of the northern stair, putting the final touches on the very last pair in the set, to be installed at the base of the stairs: the flame-wreathed eye of the Inquisition, set in the crossbars of its sword, the blade and pommel of which form the baluster itself. The small dark elf is whistling cheerfully as she polishes it to a glowing luster, raising a polish-stained hand in greeting to any who pass through the doors.
[Kestrel House]
Late afternoons find Nahariel working on the crest rails of chairs with painstaking progress, carving one small feather after another into the dark wood. If one were to look carefully at the sides, they might find a sharp line amidst all the gentle curves; little hidden blades, unyielding against the softness of the plumage.
Her concentration is so total that she'll not notice anyone entering the room--the kind of trust which might be deemed unwise in a house of assassins.
[Elsewhere]
Trying to keep up her slightly rusty blade-work at the practice pells, repairing chairs--and getting paid in ale--at the Herald's Rest, sitting in the Undercroft staring really really hard at a slab of stone, visiting Boggy at the Stables and more!
[Holler if you want a starter. <3]
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[Nari peers around, eyeing the dark lines against the natural lighter colors of his hide, then leans back casually against the fence.]
I like it. Striking. And I bet it makes him feel important and appreciated too.
I used to paint some of the halla's horns, to honor the ascension of Ghilan'nain. They loved it. All the clan would exclaim over them, sneak them little treats. It got so that when I'd finish one, they'd go out to the herd and walk around like they were the Halla Mother herself. [She grins.] We all need all the morale we can get, right? Nuggalopes included.
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Oh! I didn't--where are they?
...I should probably ask whoever the halla'amelan is here before I start painting them.
[As far as nuggalopes and halla... Nari grins as Asher whuffs and grunts in Korrin's ear.]
Halla are pretty gentle, overall. Although they can be a bit skittish sometimes. I'm sure if they got used to each other it'd be fine...
[She snorts a little and shakes her head with a grin, thinking about the massive muscular bulk of the nuggalope sharing a pasture with the slender halla.]
How fast does he go? Like a horse?
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Yeah, and he has more stamina, so he can keep that pace for a longer time. The hands are pretty good in rocky terrain, too. Being able to grip things can make a huge difference.
As for the halla...um, I don't know. Somewhere in the valley, I guess? I wasn't sure they'd react well to me, so I haven't gone to see them.
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I keep thinking of hands as sensitive things, you know? Like how I might feel about running about in the Frostbacks on all fours. But then I suppose that's how people look at my feet.
[She looks at her feet, and then coughs and colors slightly. She's wearing a pair of leather boots that are a fair bit nicer quality than the rest of her clothing, and look suspiciously like they're lined with something fuzzy and soft.]
Well. Other Dalish feet.
I uh...
...boots were just so good in the swamp.
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Truer words were never spoken. And hey, you're not a bad Dalish for making sure your toes don't freeze off in the mountains. That's a real risk every time we step out of Skyhold, winter or no winter.