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WHO: Bethany Darton nee Hawke, Fenris, Jim Kirk, Inessa Serra, Velenna, Hermione Granger, and whomever else wants to go exploring
WHAT: Book nerds!
WHEN: Last week of Justinian
WHERE: The Kirkwall Library
NOTES: You cannot handle this much nerd.

Bethany was waiting for her little group in front of the Viscount's Palace, and if they happen to get there early they can see her pensive expression as she looks off to the crater where the Chantry once stood. She was, after all, a Fereldan dog who called Kirkwall her home, so every wound here is personal.

Yet as soon as the others appear, her cheer returns, as she excitedly leads them to the Library of Kirkwall, in the lower levels of the Palace. Scholars wander between the tall shelves, but Bethany has an old brass key, and she leads them further down, down, down into the cellars of the library, where crates of books await them. Some are moldy, some are old and falling apart, and some of them are just useless ... but keep looking, you don't know what you might find ...be

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"Well good, there should be a lot of things we agree on, but this is important." She looks through the pile again, before she looks over at the other woman thoughtfully.

"Have you thought about writing out your own history? I mean - I always see you writing but -- you probably know so much more about the culture and the rites than anyone else in our little group of Wardens."

"I have- some of it, at least." Velanna smiles softly as she turns another page, shaking her head. "That was Jonas's idea. He gave me a journal as a gift, told me to write down the stories I knew and new ones, because I was always complaining about how much we've lost."

Granted her writings have become more than just stories of Dalish heroes, but she still has that first journal, worn but well cared for, as books should be.

"You know, I hear so many mixed stories about Jonas ... I'm glad he gave you that." She smiled softly, before she looked thoughtful, "Well, if you can put together any of the stories here? Future generations will be grateful. I know I will be right now."

"He could be arrogant, but he spared me when any other would have executed me. I miss talking to him." He'd frustrated her, to be sure. But he'd also been a friend, where she hadn't expected to find one. His absence was one of many reasons why she hadn't returned to the Wardens sooner.

Sighing and looking down at the pages before her, Velanna nods her head, fingers lightly ghosting the edges of the paper.

"We can do what we can, here. It's a shame there's no spells to restore moldy parchment."

"I wonder what he'd make of all this - what he would do about it." Bethany mused, as she kept going through her books. "I would have liked to had the foresight of the Hero of Fereldan, no matter how ... questionable his later actions."

"I couldn't say," Velanna shakes her head, squinting down at the page. "He may have done a better job of keeping the Wardens from getting so... fractured. Or he may have fallen for the False Calling too." She doubted that, but it had been a long time since she'd seen Jonas. He could be a very different person these days.

"I suppose we'll never know -- and we shouldn't expect him to come back and save us. Any less Evelyn Trevaleyn, and my own sister Marian." She sighed quietly. "We have to be our own heroes, now."