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WHO: Korrin and anyone.
WHAT: Korrin helping restore/exploring Skyhold
WHEN: Now or any time within the past two weeks.
WHERE: Skyhold, naturally. All over.
NOTES: Any previous CR from TDM is welcome. Or, since she's traveled all over, if it'd you'd like them to have already met, just let me know and we can talk details.

The Inquisition's recent history would have anyone reeling, and Korrin Ataash is no exception. Present for that last night at Haven and the trek to Skyhold, the Vashoth mage has those memories firmly in mind, though she can't bring herself to talk about it with anyone. Instead, she focuses her attention outward, into being productive. Need debris moved, doorways cleared, a walkway restored? Just ask the nearby mage, who is all over the fortress helping out however possible. She doesn't seem to mind conversation either, as long as she's allowed to work and talk at the same time.

While she can and does go on for long stretches, Korrin isn't exhaustible or unreasonable about taking breaks. Even during said breaks she's not idle, though, preferring to explore Skyhold bit by bit. She can be found poking about almost anywhere, but the Undercroft, Armory and Training Grounds -and, naturally, the tavern- are the most likely targets of her interest. And of course if there's anyone who looks especially lost or in need of assistance, she'll be there to help.

Threaded | Flat

Finding room for a proper workspace in Skyhold is difficult. Too near the healers and he runs the risk of someone coming to him for poultices when he has nothing of the sort, too near the smith and the noise disrupts his focus, the sparring grounds is full of the curious, the tavern- one should NEVER grind herbs for poisons in a tavern as a rule- and now that he's finally found somewhere that might work?

It is full of broken stone, brambles and branches. And he without the use of one arm under pain of Bruce being quite cross with him. Much as he hates to impose- he must request aid. Someone points him in Korrin's direction and- well that name had sounded vaguely Qunari and there she is, tall, severe, dangerous. And utterly gorgeous. "I do not suppose I might borrow a bit of your time?"

For a while now, Sam has seen the Qunari around Skyhold. The first time being when she wandered into the Armory. After that he spotted her at the tavern from time to time, roaming the walls, and a few times in the sparring ring. She was easily taller than him so it wasn't hard to spot her. He just never found a reason to talk to her.

At least until now.

He thought it would be nice to bring water for anyone working on moving some fallen debri at one of the walls. There was one left by the time he saw her. Finally feeling brave enough Sam walks on over and purposely clears his throat to grab her attention.

"Ah... hi."