(open) our memory will be my lullaby

[sulena]

WHO: Ciri, Saoirse and OPEN
WHAT: Arrivals, settling and a general catch-all for both of mine throughout the month.
WHEN: Post-Winter Palace.
WHERE: Skyhold.
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[sulena]

"It can be rought but, in truth, this is the best I have felt since we departed for Skyhold. I know that if anything can be done to help them then I shall find that help here."

Of course, Saoirse does wish she could do more but she knows that she has done all she can. She takes a greedy sip of the tea and sighs pleasantly, grinning.

"Iongantach! It has been too long since I've had such wonderful tea."

[gatheringstorm]

That grin is infectious, as Korrin readily returns it. "I can't take credit. The tavern always has something warm, all the better for new arrivals. You're pretty resilient, I'll give you that. Most people wouldn't have been as perky after that bear incident, let alone after a long trek through these mountains. It's good to see such spirit around here."

[sulena]

Leaning back slightly, Saoirse's grin widens and she laughs happily. "I have always tried to remain positive even in the darkest of times. The smallest of smiles can sometimes go a very long way."

Admittedly it was more for her passengers than herself. In such delicate conditions, she feared that a positive outlook would help them remain stable until they managed to reach Skyhold's healers.

"And hopefully I will remain here for some time and help keep spirits up."

[gatheringstorm]

She nods encouragingly to that, always glad to see people pitching in during times of need. There may not be an overwhelming crisis now, but it will come and every able body will have a role to play. "No gonna lie, we can use all the help we can get, mage-wise and morale-wise. We're still here, and that has to count for something, but the road to not getting our asses stomped is a long one. I've been here for what feels like forever, so if there's something you want to know, I can probably answer."

[sulena]

"Then lucky for them, I'm rather capable of both."

She hasn't always considered herself the best mage at times but Saoirse has always thought of herself rather talented at keeping spirits up despite the situations at hand. It had been a sort of talent grown within the alienage and nurtured within the walls of the Gallows.

"Hmm! Would a tour be too much to ask? I must admit that I have been sitting here for some time and my legs could probably use some movement."

[gatheringstorm]

"Absolutely." Training can wait, and truth be told she could use a break. It might as well be spent doing something helpful. "C'mon, then. We'll head up the stairs and start at the main hall, going from there. The tavern's tempting, but I think that can be our last stop. The main hall itself isn't that exciting, but it leads to a lot of other spots, and it's right in the center of everything, so."

All that walking will make them thirsty, after all. She waits for Saoirse to be ready before heading up the stairs, a large buffer against the others heading down it.

[sulena]

And without another moment, Saoirse hops up from her spot and hurries along to follow after her tour guide. It would be good to learn her away around this place especially when it would be best for her to get up and move around a bit. Sitting outside the healing tents wouldn't be good for anyone whether it was her companions or herself.

"It's really rather amazing," she begins at the steps. "How something like this could have been built so far up in the mountains and to have been abandoned for so long! It is good the Inquisition was able to find it."

[gatheringstorm]

"That's what I wondered, too! Solas, the elf hedge mage who was with us since Haven, heard of this place and led us here when we had nowhere else to go. I'm not ungrateful but maybe if we'd moved here earlier, that whole disaster would never happened. Skyhold is a lot more defensible."

As they step into the great hall, Korrin pauses to glance around at the mosaics and decor. "Supposedly, this used to belong to the elves and then switched hands a shit-ton of times, which is why it's unrecognizable now. This hall is more or less just as we found it, except the roof repairs and lack of debris." She heads over to the rotunda, holding open the door for Saoirse when the latter has had her fill of looking around.