If Araceli can help it, any damage to the body should be minimal though Skyhold's construction doesn't lend itself as well to rolling to take out the impact though the brickwork helps for scrambling up with less effort. From the pictures she's seen of Orlais though, it's far better and she could happily spend hours without her feet ever touching the ground, even if it draws the stares of a crowd.

"I've had my share of injuries in the past, both wrists though fortunately one at a time, one so bad the bone broke through." That hadn't been a good night, she'd had to still make it home, bleeding everywhere, barely able to see or think straight from a combination of pain and tears, small wonder her mother had nearly killed when she'd come clattering through the door at sunrise. "I said to the doctor Bruce I would try to minimise anyone swelling the ranks of those by the tents."

But then home is mentioned and she sighs, practice keeping the smile on her face. "One does what one can, no? This world has shared everything with me including some form of magic in my hand, I thought it was best to share something of my own when and where I could."