I never wanted the bright lights [open]

[winterwinds]

WHO: Audra and special guest stars
WHAT: a marcher settles in.
WHEN: Early-mid Firstfall
WHERE: Kirkwall
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For Saiorse

While a significant part of Audra's deciding to officially join the Inquisition was a desire to learn more about the rifts and do what she can to help, part of it was also reconnecting with people. She'd heard some names she was familiar with, which had prompted some digging and turning up other names. Ultimately that led her to the right door, which she promptly knocks on.

She hasn't physically seen Saiorse since she was 11 years old, but a lot of Audra's life had been lived in letters, especially after her transfer to Kinloch Hold.

For Inessa

"Inessa, are you in?" Audra is still learning her way around the Gallows, and it only took her poking her head into three other rooms before she found the room that belonged to Inessa. The look on her face as she brightens when she spots the elf makes it obvious she's pleased she finally got the right room.

"There you are! I was going to go make myself some tea, thought you might want to join me and we can do a bit more catching up?"


Open - Gallows Courtyard

Given the cooling weather of Firstfall, most people in the Gallows use the courtyard to quickly cut through on their way from one place to another. Audra on the other hand is sitting on one of the available benches, wrapped in a cloak, watching people hurry past and making note of faces. Sometimes she'll call out a warm hello, but it's hit or miss whether or not she gets an answer.

She's people watching, and this is one of the better places to do it.

Open - Gallows Library

It doesn't take long for Audra to become a regular in the library. She has always relied on borrowed libraries for research, and though many of the books she's found are things she's already thumbed through, the discovery of new tomes is nothing short of a delight for her, and she finds several books she has yet to read.

She has her arms full of a stack and is bracing her chin against the top cover, making her way to an available table where she can spread out her bounty and attack it at will. Before she can reach the table, however, a book that isn't sitting quite right in her pile shifts loose, causing an avalanche and all the books save one tumble from her hands and into a heap at her feet.

"Mhac na galla!" she swears, staring down at the mess before sighing and kneeling down to start gathering the books back up.

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[winterwinds]

"Not long- a few days is all," she replies, straightening up a little and smiling a little wider.

"First Inessa, now you. Is all of Kinloch Hold hiding around here somewhere?" She knows it isn't, that would be too good luck. Most of those from Kinloch Hold that had once been her friends were dead now, from what she knew.

[overharrowed]

"If only," he says, and though it's with a smile, there's a small note of melancholy. He's far from t he only one in the Inquisition who's lost many people, but between the Mage-Templar War, the disaster at the Conclave, and even the events of a decade ago... it's a higher body count that he'd prefer.

But that's a dour thought for a pleasant reunion.

"You're looking well. What brings you to Kirkwall?"