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WHO: Fenris and YOU!
WHAT: Fenris is back around Skyhold, catch-all prompts for the month!
WHEN: March/Drakonis
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: No warnings likely, just the occasional grumping from a certain elf here.
WHAT: Fenris is back around Skyhold, catch-all prompts for the month!
WHEN: March/Drakonis
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: No warnings likely, just the occasional grumping from a certain elf here.
Herald's Rest
Not long after he returns to Skyhold, Fenris inevitably ends up in the tavern. He's been exhaustively busy over the time that he's been away… so of course some drinks are in order. His own stash is largely depleted, and who knows when he’ll next get a chance to replenish it? He orders a bottle of wine, but refrains from using the glass that he’s given. Nope, this is one of those times. Fenris simply grabs the bottle and starts drinking it down…
Stables
At the moment, Fenris isn’t really planning to get a mount. It’s something he may consider if he does stay longer at Skyhold, however, because it could come in handy for getting around the expanse of Ferelden or Orlais, for that matter. Who knows where the Inquisition may take him? Not that he's planning to be anything more than loosely affiliated with it. It's his choice to be here and it'll be his choice if he wants to leave again. That's essential for him to keep in mind. He'll always make sure to have an escape route, when it comes to this sort of thing.
So he’s wandering through the stables, glancing curiously at what’s there. The nuggalopes get particular attention, since they’re totally new to him. "Imagine that… Giant nug-beasts."
Gardens
“I still don’t trust that demons or spirits cannot listen in on this thing…”
He mutters to himself as he’s settled in the garden, staring intently at his Crystal as he looks through the most recent messages. He’d rather not speak into it, at least for now, so instead, he’s just getting himself caught up. Sure, nothing bad has come of it so far, and it didn’t before… but he still doesn’t entirely like it.
Wandering: Wildcard Location!
At some point, Fenris decides to get a look around, mostly to see if anything has changed. But he’s actually quietly trying to see who's still around that he recognizes, too. There are people he’d like to see if possible… and also people he’d like to avoid if he can. He’s not one for formally announcing his presence, preferring to remain down low about being around. Like a ghost or a stray, he’s kind of just slipped back into life here without making a big deal of it.
So he’s on the prowl, so to speak, looking for familiar faces all over Skyhold. He’ll drop by most anywhere, approaching those he knows, and eventually interrupting whatever they’re doing. “It’s been a while.”
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"From Marian, nothing, but that's not surprising. She's probably on the run from Corypheus. She'll show for my wedding, though, I know she will." Total confidence there, this little sister. "Carver is bored as a baby with no toys, out in the Free Marches, but one of us has to stay out of trouble." She thinks, "Merrill is loving teaching at her new school - Anders got married to Nathaniel Howe. Isabella is off with her Admiral's hat, causing trouble. Varric's off doing something 'mysterious' - he even did the finger wiggling. Aveline is holding down the fort in Kirkwall again, and Sebastian ... well."
They all knew what the Prince of Starkhaven was doing.
"Honestly, I don't know what we're going to do about him - he just won't listen." She stated, her tone worried, but a worry that faded with a laugh.
"Oh yes. I would have been happy in a field with my family and him, daisies plucked and put in my hair ... but Aleron's family wants to make a fuss. I think it's the only way they can show they really love him." She shook her head, "Right now - the colors are blue, and silver, with red roses for the Hawke family colors. Simple. Elegant. Hopefully not a lot of floof."
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No, really, how can anyone put up with Anders? Enough to marry him? It's a mystery for the ages, one which Fenris would rather not waste much time on.
He gets a small hint of warmth as he looks at Bethany thoughtfully. "I could hardly mistake you as someone interested in floof of any variety. You know where to find me if you need a sanctuary from all of this."