Put on your gloves and your black pumps

[unbrokenoath]

WHO: Warden Kaisan Daesun and YOU
WHAT: Another Warden arrives and is very noisy about it.
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Places around Skyhold
NOTES: Some mild swearing probably.

The Gate

She'd been hoping that Skyhold had those huge wooden doors some fortresses had, so she could shove them open dramatically and cruise in while everyone was staring. Now, that would be pretty damn awesome. Unfortunately, Skyhold had the extremely practical iron metal gate, that you couldn't throw open dramatically. What's worse, is that before she even got close, she was greeted by scouts who politely tried to figure out why there was a tall armed woman stalking up the path to Skyhold. Exasperated as she was, she told them who she was, and gave them a list of names of Wardens who would verify her identity. Being dragged in by some very angry scouts would be indeed dramatic, but Kaisa was not in the mood to provoke quite that feeling on her entrance.

Still, Kaisa was a Warden, and she was used to working with limited resources. So she buckled up, straighted her back, and after speaking to the scouts, strode up through the gate of Skyhold, with as much swagger and confidence as if she were a reigning monarch stepping into her personal hold. She made sure that her strides were long enough that she was in front of the scouts who had come to question her. After all, this was her introduction to Skyhold, it was far more appropriate for her to be first. Her hound trailed after her, marring the cool, collected look just slightly, as he sniffed around, wagging his little stub of a tail like mad.

Once inside, she paused, hands on her hips, looking around at the courtyard, yellow eyes sharp and scrutinizing. The scouts had already dissipated, off to update necessary people that another Warden had arrived. Yes, while this wasn't quite the entrance that she had favored, she had done a good job. Now she just had to stand there looking cool and intimidating and everything.

The dog, meanwhile, flopped down, and had to be stepped around by the Warden, lest he drool on her boots.

The Herald's Rest

Well, at least this door was closed. It wasn't quite as cool as the door to a fortress, but you couldn't be picky. So, once again, she straightened up and put a knowing little smile on her face, then proceeded to throw open the door. Yes.

For a few moments, she stood there, standing in the doorway, looking around the tavern. Then she turned on her heel, swaggering on over to the bar and plopping down, grinning at the bartender (who didn't look nearly as amused as he ought to, really). She placed her order and sat back against the bar, eyeing the tavern. In her opinion, gathering spots like this were vital to picking up the atmosphere of the place, and even if she hadn't managed to impress a bunch of people and look really cool, at the least, she could try to get a feel for just what kind of place this Inquisition was.

If she was going to be working with them until this whole Warden mess got sorted out, it would be important to know how the people here felt.

Battlements

No need for cool entrances at this point. Having settled in for the long haul, Kaisa decided to take in Skyhold as a whole, and leisurely made her way around the battlements. Every so often she'd stop, observing the comings and goings within the hold, or eyeballing the mountains outside of it. She wasn't much for grand plans and strategies of large battles, so she couldn't make any expert assessment on Skyhold's fortifications. But she knew enough, she was pretty sure. At the least, she'd been to enough fortresses that she had some idea of what was a good one, and what wasn't.

Judging from what she's seen, and how long this has been standing, it strikes her as pretty good.

As she wanders, she hums to herself, mind not focused on who might be listening. Other Wardens might recognize the tune, but those who have never heard the Calling will only hear an eerie jingle, something unlike any music composed by a person.

Comments

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[sistertohermen]

Rachette comes trudging back up to Skyhold not long after, having spent some time in the wilderness. She's got a couple snowhares tied together over her shoulder, a pocket full of winter berries that she's honestly not sure are edible but will be sure to ask someone more knowledgeable about the surface about.

And this chick is just standing there like she's...frozen solid like a statue, maybe? Posing for a statue, as if one is to be erected in her honor? Chette stares hard at her back and moves around her. "If you have something to do," she starts with a hint of exasperation, "then I suggest you get to it to stay out of the way. Not the best place to be standing around."

[unbrokenoath]

She isn't posing for a statue exactly, but if Rachette felt particularly inspired by her, Kaisa certainly wouldn't turn her down. She's pretty sure she deserves at least one.

At the sound of a voice that didn't seem to be particularly amused by her entrance, Kaisa swung around to look for the source of the voice. For a moment, she looks vaguely confused. Then she looks down--Oh. There she was. Kaisa lifts her eyebrows at the dwarf, trying her very best to look like a particularly enigmatic and mysterious Warden. It's slightly offset by her dog rolling around in the dirt next to her, waggling his tail happily.

"I'm waiting." She replied primly. "There are some people who are going to meet me here. If I went somewhere else, that'd rather defeat the point of trying to meet them."

[sistertohermen]

Humans and their dogs. She'll never understand. There's a moment of staring, because yellow eyes are striking, but she adjusts her prize and shrugs at the ~mysterious~ human. "Right here in the way of foot traffic? Wonderful. I hope they meet you soon and usher you inside somewhere."

[unbrokenoath]

Excuse you, it's mysterious human to you, bub.

"Yes, right in the middle of foot traffic. And torso traffic, for the vertically challenged of us." So much for being alluring and mysterious, because that terrible joke comes with a big dumb grin to go with it. "Maybe it will encourage them to come sooner, to save us all the inconvenience. Me, of waiting, and everyone else, of me."

She paused, looking around, but no one looked to be approaching the woman aside from Rachette, and the grin faded somewhat. Feeling more business-like, Kaisa turned back to the dwarf.

"There are Wardens here, right? Grey Wardens? There's supposed to be a lot of them here, or so I've heard."

[sistertohermen]

Well now. That's a little insensitive. Thankfully someone like Rachette's developed quite a thick skin, and the tease rolls off, barely registering more than the most mild of annoyances, more that the human couldn't think of anything better.

"There may be Wardens or ex-Wardens," she says carefully. She's sure there are, but nobody has admitted it within earshot of her. "Are you looking for some? Maybe going to take some to the dry lands and do some sacrifices and rituals? Seems to be all the rage for Wardens these days."

[unbrokenoath]

Her eyebrows lifted, and she stared down at Rachette with an expression that tried to look serious, but there was a smile tugging at the edge of her lips as she spoke. "Well! I wasn't planning on mentioning it, but now that you've guessed, I have to tell you the truth. I marched into Skyhold with just me and my dog, and I'm gonna drag a bunch of other Wardens out in broad daylight. I figured that doing it here would be a little more theatrical, yes?"

She looked around, rubbing her chin. "Yeah, I think this'll work well. Do you think that the Inquisition would lend some of those scouts to shoot arrows at me? Not to hit me, of course. I'm thinking, I'll do a few dodges, then a roll, and avoid them all. Then maybe laugh maniacally...?" She looked back to Rachette, hands propped on her hips. "I dunno, what do you think? I don't want to overdo it, you know? Dramatic, but not too dramatic."

[sistertohermen]

Chette unslings the hares from her shoulder, letting them thud to the ground (but with her hand firmly grasping them--almost like she might use the mound of dead flesh as a club). "You think this is all a big joke?" There's a tinge of incredulity in her voice. She had been there, after all, with the stench of burning bodies, and the Venatori paying them no nevermind. "Because you'll find that the situation the Inquisition is dealing with isn't a laughing matter. Where's the," what's the word she's looking for, acting all good and haughty and important but also kind?, "decorum?"

[unbrokenoath]

Kaisa raises an eyebrow as the dwarf seems to take her little joke rather personally. Well, that's unusual. Not that someone took one of her jokes personally, but that some random civilian would care that much about the Wardens. Unless she was actually a Warden? Boy, that'd be awkward.

"Yes, it's hilarious." Kaisa tells Chette airily, determined to refuse to take the situation seriously, not when it clearly irritated the other woman so much. "The whole situation is a regular barrel of laughs. Maybe two. The idea that the Order that I've been a part of for 10 years wants to slice me open for some Maker-damned blood magic rituals? Tickles me right in the funny bone." She draws up straight, crossing her arms. Well, that was a vague way to announce that she was a Warden. Whatever.

"I'm too busy laughing for decorum. Now, if you'd kindly tell me where the rest of my brothers-in-arms are, I' promise not to try dragging any of them off."