and i still find pieces of you in the back of my mind

[paperwing]

WHO: Sabriel and semi-open.
WHAT: Sabriel goes about her business. Probably feelings. Probably talking.
WHEN: Latter Wintermarch, after she returns from Warden training with Felix and Kaidan.
WHERE: Skyhold.
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[paperwing]

Sabriel sips from her cup in thought. Most of her possessions are what's currently on her back; a borrowed tunic and shirt and pants, her armour hidden away, but the sword stays, as she does not like to be without it. Some things that had come from Perendale that had once been hers, but the rest was gone. There was so much at the estate, but she could not have it brought here, nor go there, sadly. Perhaps once the Warden business was attended to.

"A wardrobe would do it. I would say ask the quartermaster, but he would likely say to make it for ourselves." So many potential splinters; at least magic would be able to pull them out again, but it would still sting. "It's a shame I cannot go to Nevarra. There are likely many at my family's house." She sighs. "Though, we could fashion something similar from the stone."

[serannas]

"You would have to take the lead there. I know little about how they're made. Never used one before either." But this is a time for new things and new experiences, isn't it?

"We could always 'borrow' one from another derelict room, couldn't we? If we're going to the trouble of reconstructing the room ourselves, we should be able to fill it how we like."

[paperwing]

Most of what Sabriel does know is learned from observing, but she doesn't mind taking the lead. She knows bedrooms and how to make it safe haven well.

"I don't see why not. It might have to be several, depending on the states they're in," Sabriel muses. Circle policy? Keep reusing until its worn and can no longer be put back together, but there's only so far you can go with mish mash parts. It does save on coin, and it is more personable than buying something new. "At least, the visiting dignateries are unlikely to want to use them for themselves."

[serannas]

Ellana can relate to the ways of the Circle in some respects. Such as reusing everything until it can't be used anymore. The clan received some items through trade, but most were things they crafted themselves. And if something needed mending, they did it. Nothing was throw away unless it was falling apart beyond repair. Clothes, baskets, tools, weapons, and more were all fixed again and again.

"No, I'm sure the Ambassador has set up all the rooms she'd like to keep for them." It's an unfortunate reality of the world that some people see themselves as better merely because of the blood in their veins or the coin in their purse. And those people just may give that coin to fund the Inquisition, if they like what they see. And so Josephine has to make sure they do.

She continues to drain her tea cup, eager to see what's available to them in the way of rooms. She definitely doesn't want one of those rooms up on the battlements with multiple doors. People -- including herself -- pass through them all the time. Why are there even beds in them? Who thought that was a good idea?

[paperwing]

Josephine seemed to be good at her job, for the Inquisition to still be standing and for the visiting nobles to keep hiking up a mountain to visit Skyhold. Or, if they didn't, sending word along to family members to do the same. Maybe it was an attraction, a spectacle, but they keep coming all the same.

Sabriel's tea is empty, which she places back beside her, and then reaches for the last cake. Oh. Last, unless there are more. It seems only fitting to break it in half and offer the other piece to Ellana, small as it is. "There are plenty of places where the walls haven't been fixed, as of yet. Did you have someplace in mind?" Definitely not the battlements. Near the kitchens might be nice. Or overlooking the gardens- but most of those had long since been claimed. Were there more in the wings above the great hall?

[serannas]

"Thank you!" Ellana says, pleased by the gesture. The cake is eaten without delay and she finishes off her own tea a moment later.

"Someplace that doesn't get many people passing by would be best. There will be less noise at all hours that way." A room that maybe faces the mountains as opposed to the inner courtyards or garden of Skyhold, because noise could come through the windows too, if the room in question has them.

"Are you ready to look around?"

[paperwing]

Less noise, more privacy. Sabriel nods in agreement. "I suppose it depends on what we can find," she agrees, but that's a good goal to start out with. They can be pickier as the options open themselves up.

Her tea already gone, Sabriel nods again. "I am ready if you are, Ellana."

[serannas]

"I am." She stands and looks around the garden with a look of consideration. There are a couple of exits from the gardens and she's debating which to take. The rooms that overlook the gardens have to be taken already, as they offer the best view. Plus there would be noise from below so they wouldn't do well anyway. Therefore there's no point checking up there.

"Let's head inside and try some of the rooms on the other side of the main hall."