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]

"You're not hurt, stop whinging. Now. I'm pretty sure you're listening, so I'll talk terms. Will you stay put if you stay in my room instead of the surgery, I looked after you, Sam checked in twice a day, and you were allowed walks every few hours by his leave?"

The tree's grip on Salem is loose enough that he can feasibly pry himself away, but hopefully he has enough respect for her now that he'll behave.

[fortheloveoffalondin]

"You're a cruel and unusual woman, lethallan," Salem huffs, but obviously concedes, letting his hands fall over his head to catch himself should she decide to let him go. When the branch loosens up, he jerks his foot back in such a way that he started to tumble in midair, allowing him to turn over and catch himself on bent hands and feet. He straightens up, glancing at Sam then bowing his head to Pel. "As long as I'm not kept in a damned tent where I can't even see the sky, I'll be fine."

And, your cameo...

[the_effect_she_has]

There is a sound. A sound of someone choking on laughter.

That would be a hunter snickering at you, oh small elf, as she eats her morning oatmeal. She salutes all three them with a spoon, before she rises to her feet, cupping her bowl in her hands. "I'll just leave you all to ... ah, continue working on this treaty. Make sure to remember the tree in the peace talks."

[el_tybs]

Sam frowns lightly at the look Salem gives him. He so wants to point out that being in a room wouldn't let him see the sky either, and the tent was there to keep him out of the elements as he recovered from frostbite. He just bites his lip though, letting Pel talk since it seems Salem will listen to her.

It's then that Sam realizes he hears laughter and looks around, raising his brows at a woman saluting them with a spoon. "Peace treaty...?"

[mythalenaste]

"The room has a window," Pel allows. "Now come here and let the healer take a look at you."

She came out here without a coat herself, just a shawl she had wrapped around her, which she whips off to adjust around Salem's shoulders.

[fortheloveoffalondin]

Salem's eyes narrow at the woman on the fence, and he sticks his tongue at her briefly before simply holding still to let Pel fuss as she pleased.

"Wait, isn't your room the one you share with one of the other sh- humans? Is there even enough space?"

[el_tybs]

He's thankful that Pel is there and getting Salem to agree to all this. The sooner he could look at the Elf the sooner he could start on the healing.

Course now that Salem mentions it, Sam suddenly realizes that Pel had just indeed invited Salem to share a room with her and Krem. He sighs at that, rubbing his eyes wearily. Well wasn't Krem in for a surprise. "We should head inside. Exposing anything to the cold could make things worse."

[mythalenaste]

"Come on." Pel starts walking Salem toward one of the doors inside. "Yes, I share it with Krem. I'll work it out with him later, but there's plenty of space on the floor. More than enough. The shems are spoiled for space, Salem."

[fortheloveoffalondin]

"They've got this whole damned place under their control, of course they've got space," Salem points out, crossing his arms as he follows behind Pel, looking back at Sam with a squint that looked like he was trying to set Sam on fire through sheer will.

[el_tybs]

Sam makes sure he's at least a few steps back as he follows, raising a brow at the look Salem is giving him. If that's how he got treated for trying to help he wonders how things are going to go when Salem meets Krem.

Giving a frustrated huff he looks between the two of them and tilts his head. "So how do you two know each other? Are you another from Clan Ashara?"

[mythalenaste]

"No, he's my brother," Pel corrects him, as if being her brother and being from the same clan are mutually exclusive.

[fortheloveoffalondin]

"We live in different clans, but she's my older sister," Salem explains, standing just a little closer to Pel, as if he wants to take her arm but thinks better of it. "Not that I see how it's any of your business."

[el_tybs]

Well at least Salem clarified, because what Pel said hardly answered his question. Though that one bit certainly was interesting. Brother? They didn't look too much alike, but then again he wasn't exactly looking that closely.

Sam frowns at the way Salem is talking to him, but it's hardly worth getting angry over it. "Well pardon me for being curious and making small talk." Salem didn't have to say anything if he wanted, but he keeps that to himself.

[mythalenaste]

"Salem, don't be an ass. He's helping you and you're making things difficult for everyone."

[fortheloveoffalondin]

"But there is a very good reason for that, you see," Salem replies in the most serious voice he can muster. "I just don't like him."

[el_tybs]

He gives a huff and frowns a bit at Salem. "Why? Because I'm a shem? Or because I said 'no' to you having a knife on you at the healer's tent since it was a no weapon area?"

[mythalenaste]

That's it. Pel takes Salem by the ear as she walks him along--the part that's mostly healed, and very gently.

"It'll hurt less the less you talk."