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[dragoon_pride]

WHO: Kain and OPEN
WHAT: Getting used to things at Skyhold, preparing for the upcoming mission
WHEN: Between returning from the Mire and leaving on the war table mission
WHERE: Training grounds, and generally around Skyhold
NOTES: Content warning: Kain's sense of fashion.

Training Grounds

Of course, one of the first places that Kain checks out in Skyhold is the training grounds. Anything else can wait, it's more important for him to be at his best... especially with what they're facing here. He's still getting used to everything, coming to terms with the gods' war being over for him, and with the fact that it hadn't been the end he'd expected.

So Kain can be seen practicing with his spear, slicing up targets with the well-practiced ease of a skilled warrior. Every so often he throws in something probably a lot less... expected... like a mighty Jump or a blast of Cyclone. He's intent on what he's doing, but definitely open to sparring should anyone be around.

Around Skyhold

To go along on this mission, he's got to blend in. Which means that, unfortunately, it really isn't such a great idea to wear his typical dragoon gear out there. Way too noticeable for someone posing as a hunter.

He's somehow thrown together an especially garish combination of colors and patterns for his current attempt at "blending in". There's plaidweave of course, so much plaidweave, along with ring velvet, silk, ram leather... The whole thing isn't exactly... the greatest combination of patterns and colors (but since when has Kain known how to dress aside from armor?).

He doesn't seem to notice anything amiss as he explores the area some more. There are two main places he's most likely to be run into: He's especially fond of walking high along the castle battlements and towers, where he spends a lot of time. But he will also take a break for a drink later on in the tavern as well.

Comments

[madame_de_fer]

From her balcony overlooking the courtyard, Vivienne has one of the best views available in Skyhold. It permits her to keep watch on the comings and goings and serves her well to ensure she stays informed on the activities of the place. When she espies someone on the training grounds in armor very reminiscent of a dragon, she greatly approves. The skill involved is impressive enough, but it's the striking figure that grabs her attention. Beyond distant approval, she doesn't bother with any further response.

What does pull her from her perch is the sighting of a rifter on the battlements in what cou- no. It's not even clothing. It's a ripe disaster that is painful on the eyes. That this could be the same person does not even cross her mind. This, this is what she was trying to convey to the Inquisition's leadership. They cannot be associated with such an image. Funding the group is an onerous task already. Convincing an Orlesian to part with their wealth to support an organization which looks so ridiculous is nigh on to impossible.

It's to avert a financial crisis, and potential work for the local healers, that brings Vivienne out to the battlements with a firm frown etched on her face. She's not even going to be nice about this. It's not possible for someone to be so inept with fabric.

"My dear, are you ill?" Because one must be mentally touched or feverish to go out in public like that.

[dragoon_pride]

The woman has this very definite air of being Someone, he can tell that even as she approaches, with her very haughty sort of demeanor. Not to mention the headpiece she wears. Kain can appreciate a good oddly-shaped headpiece. But she happens to be looking at him with such a look of disdain, that he can’t help but scowl a little, unsure what she even means by such a question.

“Of course not… what makes you think that?”

He is fully oblivious to the fashion disaster that he’s become out of his armor. For all he knows, this is simply blending in… it certainly would have worked back home. Maybe that’s why he chose this monstrosity of an outfit, plaidweave and all. It reminds him of something he might have worn back in Baron. It’s been such a long, long time since he’s been home.

[madame_de_fer]

Vivienne is not at all bothering to mask her disgust with this riot of color and fabric. She supposes this could be typical of a rifter's place of origin but doubts it highly. In case it might be the case, she's going to blame a local and give him an out.

"Someone clearly has been playing an unkind joke on you." She lightly fingers the plaidweave, shuddering as she makes the demonstration. "You have such lovely hair, they should not have given you this shade of yellow to clash with it. Come along, darling. We'll see what's available in the Undercroft for you."

[dragoon_pride]

Kain notices the look of disgust and siiiiighs heavily. He knows he has no eye for fashion, that much is clear. Yet he'd thought for sure if he tried to somewhat imitate something vaguely that resembles something Baronian, he'd be fine. Apparently not. Some part of him almost wants to argue, but then this woman seems to know what she's talking about. Maybe.

Besides, was that... a compliment in among the rest of that there? Kain doesn't pay much mind to such things usually, nor does he expect them, so it sort of takes him off guard.

"But..." But he picked this out himself... oh, never mind, she probably doesn't need to hear that, she might think him more mad than she already does. "Right. All right, if you have some ideas, I suppose I'd be open to it. I'm supposed to be acting as a hunter on an upcoming mission..." Perhaps that will help give a sense of what he needs.

[madame_de_fer]

"That is helpful." Knowing what he'll be doing gives Vivienne a better idea of what the man needs. Beyond a wardrobe overhaul. While she leaves the way through the Great Hall to the Undercroft, she decides it might be best to get an idea of his own tastes. "Do you have colors you prefer, my dear? I would venture to say black or blue would suit you well. If you've a taste for yellow, I'd strongly suggest keeping it to gold accents, though that's hardly practical when hunting."

Because above all else, Vivienne is nothing if not completely practical about most everything.