The mood at Skyhold is strange. There's a tension in the air as various groups of people try to settle in peacefully among other groups. Ellana can feel it, but she doesn't want to let that hold her back from getting to know people. This is what she's dreamed of for so long. Well, not the war, or the recently closed Breach, or... any of the horrible things that have recently happened, but meeting people outside the clan. She's no fool; she knows there are plenty of humans who hate elves, and plenty of people in general who hate mages too, and here she is both of those things. But she hopes she can show others that she's a good person and they can judge her by her own merits, not the shape of her ears or the magic she can produce.

As Skyhold rebuilds, she's there helping, often using her magic to energize heavy objects like stones so they can easily be moved around. But she also helps sort food, shelve books in the library, feed the birds in the rookery, and put up tents in the courtyard, though that gives her a little trouble. She's never put up a tent before. But she's available to chat with while she does all these things.

And when she's not doing any of that, she's exploring the stronghold. She wants to know what rooms have those windows, where those stairs lead; all of it. One day finds her up on the battlements, opening the door to each tower room. She doesn't understand who would put a bed in a room right outside the Herald's Rest with two other doors leading in. How could anyone sleep with people walking through all the time? Her path leads her on until she can go no further on the battlements, and then she turns to go down to the Herald's Rest for a drink. Her expression is open and welcoming, ready to talk to any who come across her, perhaps unlike most Dalish, in fact. At some point, she gets up and wanders around the tavern with her drink.

"Hello. May I join you?"