She's paging through the library, trying to find books with more pictures, or maybe some maps, and then-

Eshal's scream is loud and bellowing. She stumbles backward a step, but refuses to be afraid-- anger is easier-- and immediately picks the skull up. Qunari are afraid of magic. She is not qunari.

"What the fuck is this?" She groans, and slides the jar under her arm, intending to find the prankster.