So she's probably done more outrageous things with nobles at parties, or the promise of it but everything is making her feel strange in Kirkwall. Too many things stirred up all at once and she'll settle again, she knows she will but sometimes she does expect to see certain faces and introduce them. To wonder how that plays out. The sort of conversations she stopped having when she said she was Inquisition first but maybe that doesn't go away, maybe it's the same as her thinking she sometimes might see Martel in this new library or hear him call her a fond and awful pet name as she appears from above.

"Well if I ever see Varric I will throw the book at his head from a rooftop." Seriously, she will. The Tale of the Champion doesn't help when you arrive in Thedas and you're actually trying to figure out what the hell really happened in the world not so very long ago. "You lay down a challenge, you agree to the terms - usually it's to first blood or the death, but sometimes it's whoever can score so many hits or best a person to flat on their back in a time or out of three or five. I liked first blood, that was what I always fought to when I was setting the terms. There's a chance of a public apology too or another way to make it up, money, goods, favours - you know what nobles and rich folk are like, especially the young men when they realise what they're up against."

That tends to be the thing about them; they're all swordtails as Araceli likes to say, all flash and no substance, and once they realise they're against someone prepared to go at them they're terrified of what'll happen to them when some common girl and a thief at that bests them.