[OPEN] : Keeping Up With the Dahlasanors

[nadasharillen]

WHO: Nari and Sina Dahlasanor, and you!
WHAT: Various and sundry activiities with some clan-sisters.
WHEN: End of Haring
WHERE: Skyhold!
NOTES: Sina and I are missing big group fun times, so we're hoping to run this one slightly differently. Everyone in the pile! :D If someone else is responding where you are, assume you can see and interact with them. If multiple posts happen at the same time, well... they both happened simultaneously!

[Note: Exceptions for anyone who'd prefer a private conversation Wildcard will be granted. :D]

[Bonfire]

As the day fades to dusk, Nahariel is piling all the cleared foliage and dead branches from the restoration of the garden in the courtyard to burn it, while Siuona sits beside the proceedings laughing quietly, a mug of tea in her hands. The steam curls up, then disperses into the sunset. From the exaggerated movements, and the hunter "riding" one of the larger branches around, it seems as if Nari is telling the story of the capture of the Bog Unicorn. They'll both raise a hand in greeting at any approach, welcoming help with the fire, audience, or perhaps another storyteller.

[Sparring]

It's midday, and Nahariel really doesn't think they ought to be doing this with Siuona's health the way it is, but when the First says jump, you say "...Okay, fine, how hard do you want me to go?"

The two are squaring off in one of the practice rings; Nari with two wooden practice daggers, and Sina with a quarterstaff. They haven't even begun yet, and the hunter keeps looking around twitchily for any excuse to postpone or halt the exercise. Sina, on the other hand, looks quite determined despite her slight protective hunch and intermittent cough.

[Wildcard]

For whatever reason, from the tip of the Rookery tower to the dungeons below Skyhold, it seems as if any time you run into one of them, you run into them both. Sometimes arm-in-arm, sometimes a few steps away, sometimes kicking each others feet as they sit on a bench in the sun weaving flowers from the garden into garlands and crowns, but always together.

Comments

[nadasharillen]

"Out of practice, is what you are," Nari replied with a grin, patting her First affectionately on the 'mortal wound', "I know you're not out on missions, but now that I know you're healthy enough to make my left hand tingle when you block it, perhaps we try a few rounds each day?" She didn't want to bring up the abomination attack--that safe in Skyhold might not always be safe--but although the hunter was smiling, but the look she gave Sina was a serious one.

Following Sina's gaze, she looked up and waved at the other mage. "Sam! Have you got any stick-fighting tips? And 'make a fireball come out of the end' doesn't count."

[el_tybs]

It looked like he had been spotted. Raising his own hand, he waves back, giving the two elves an amused grin. At Nari's question he blinks, his hand lowering to rest on the post. "Tips for who? You or Sina?"

[eolasemah]

"For me," Sina answered sheepishly, turning her staff in a slow spin, just to remind herself of the motion. "I could just do a fireball, but I don't want to scorch poor Nari's eyebrows off."