OPEN POST - there's a green glow coming from the library window

[mythalenaste]

WHO: Pel Ashara and everybody in Skyhold
WHAT: Pel returns from the Fallow Mire with crazy amounts of research and will wall herself up doing work and being totally antisocial unless you save her!
WHEN: 19 Firstfall...or is it the 20th? Today. Today and really, really late tonight.
WHERE: Skyhold courtyard and library
NOTES: This is prior to the general return from Skyhold, obviously. Pel just caught a ride back to Skyhold well ahead of the crowd.

Arrival

It turns out a large caravan full of pious Andrastian humans will leave a tiny heathen elf-woman alone if she carries herself like she's about to kick someone's ass. The trip from the Mire to Skyhold was uneventful. In fact, there was never a good enough reason to use her magic, so none of the van was tipped off that Pel is a mage.

Unfortunately, she had no pack mule, so she's having to haul a lot of crap around by herself. One of the nicer people let her keep her heavier things on his cart, but now she's having to get it all unpacked carrying it with her own two hands. She's too proud to ask for help, but you can offer it if you like.

Library

From the time she arrives, she's in the library. During the day, she can be found bent over books. Sometimes, she's asleep on top of one.

At night, long after the keep has gone to bed, a green glow can be seen in the library window, flickering like flame. If someone chooses to check this out, they will find Pel standing over a stone slab with a veilfire flame in her hand, held over her work like a candle. A rune on the slab gives a faint green glow in response. The fire reflects in the elf's eyes like a cat's as she stares suspiciously at you.

Comments

[mythalenaste]

Pel's eyes widen briefly, then narrow. Her jaw sets.

"I'm taking you to a healer. Now." She slips her arm around Sina's back to haul her to her feet.

[eolasemah]

Sina shook her head, the palm of her right hand beginning to glow as she lowered it to her chest. She held it flat against her sternum, over the shard, and though her brow still wrinkled with discomfort, her breathing began to come easier.
"There's nothing they can do for me that I can't already, for myself," she said breathily, casting a sheepish smile up to Pel, "though I... should probably go back to bed."

[mythalenaste]

"No."

Pel is frowning, her alarm not fading at all. Most mages have minor healing spells. Only blood mages don't, as far as she knows. "Have you spoken with healers from the Circle of Magi? They might have read something we never learned."

[eolasemah]

Sina stood, her legs weak but able, her hand still over her chest. "I am a healer," she pointed out, mild frustration creeping into her voice, "though.. yes, I have spoken to one. She didn't know what to do either." She tugged the shawl around her thin shoulders, bunching it in front of her as though blocking some of the shard's light would help it go away. "Please, I just need rest. I'll feel better in the morning." She smiled again, reassuringly.

[mythalenaste]

Pel falls silent as they begin to walk forward. They reach the stairs and she can tell it will be a struggle. She stares down the flight, glassy-eyed, considering.

"All right," she sighs. "Let's get you to bed. Come on, one at a time."

[eolasemah]

Sina had made it from the Free Marches to Skyhold with her injury, and she could certainly make it down a flight of stairs. She would fight anyone who tried to tell her otherwise.

Despite her slow and careful gait as she made her way down, one glowing hand constantly pressed to her sternum, she seemed in good spirits. "Will you tell me what you learn?" she asked breathlessly, "about the veilfire, or... or the runes, or anything else?" She knew better than to think she'd be going on any missions herself anytime soon. "And let me ... let me help, if I can."

[mythalenaste]

"I would be grateful for the help," Pel says earnestly. And it's true. She needs all the help she can get, especially with how little she trusts the Inquisition to prioritize her research. "We'll get so much done, working together."

[eolasemah]

Sina smiled, a bit relieved- although she wasn't feeling well, she was glad Pel wasn't shutting down her ambitions on account of the shard. "Then I'll consider it another of my duties," she said, wearily yet chipper.

[mythalenaste]

Pel wishes she was tall enough to carry Sina. Conversation goes a bit quiet while she focuses on moving her forward.

"Where do you sleep?"

sorry for slowness, holiday traveling!

[eolasemah]

"Near the healing tents," Sina replied, taking measured steps alongside Pel. Perhaps it would have been wiser for her to find a bed indoors, but she still found that solid walls made her claustrophobic.