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[theproperglove]

WHO: Josephine Montilyet & YOU
WHAT: General catch-all for encounters with Josephine in the second half of Wintermarch.
WHEN: the last two weeks of Wintermarch.
WHERE: In & around Skyhold.
NOTES: I've put a post in Josie's journal here for anyone who might wish to discuss assumed or handwaved CR! I would love to get a gauge on how much our characters should know each other. :') Also let me know if you'd like an original starter.

Also, also! I am happy to reply in brackets if you'd prefer!



1. The Ambassador's Office

Josephine's office: located off a hallway leading from Skyhold's main hall, this is where the Ambassador of the Inquisition spends most of her time. She can be often be sighted sitting at her desk, dealing with a pile of paperwork (invites from nobles, letters from dignitaries, you know the sort). Said pile would be taller than her head if Josephine didn't have a very methodical system of sorting them into slightly smaller piles to be tackled. She is very good at her job, you see.

However busy she might look at a glance, she is more than happy to answer any questions passing members of the Inquisition may have, if they're within her realm of knowledge, and although she wouldn't readily admit it, she would certainly welcome the distraction of interesting conversation as well.

Approach?

2. The Herald's Rest

It's not often that Josephine comes out this way, tied up in her work as she usually is, but if you're lucky, you might find the Inquisition's ambassador enjoying a quiet hour or so to herself. You'll find her either seated at a table, quietly disappointed about the state of the Inquisition's wine supplies, or in amongst the people, ears open for any hint of a scandal. Offer your dear Ambassador a drink, or perhaps ask her to join in a game of Wicked Grace?

The choice is yours, although be warned: she is frightfully good at card games.

3. WILDCARD

Josephine can also be found wandering the grounds of Skyhold, be it the battlements or the gardens, or anywhere in between, and if she sees you and you don't seem too preoccupied by something else, she just might come right up and ask, "It's a beautiful place, isn't it?"

Comments

Garden (sometime before the last day of Wintermarch)

[eolasemah]

Sina is up to her usual business, which is to say, tending various aspects of the garden. Today she's weeding, down on her knees and with her leather gardening gloves crusted with dirt.
When she hears a voice, she looks up to see a well-dressed human standing near her. A... beautiful well-dressed human. She just stares for several moments, a pinkness tingeing her pale cheeks, before she realizes she was addressed. "Ah-... ma serran-- thank you. I like to think so." She grins stupidly.

[theproperglove]

The staring is enough to make Josephine feel self-conscious herself, and she resists the impulse to duck her head. "Oh, I didn't mean to disturb you. I just wanted to say, that is, you're doing excellent work."

[eolasemah]

"No!" Sina squeaks, then puts a hand over her mouth and looks down. "You're not. I mean." She looks up again, grins, blushes, and then shakes her head and looks back down once more. "Thank you."

[theproperglove]

It has been a while since Josephine has heard such an exuberant rejection of a compliment; it makes her believe that her appearance was more unexpected than the woman is letting on. That being said, she certainly doesn't want to make her feel any more uncomfortable, so she lets the matter drop, simply answering, "You're welcome. It would be remiss of me to not acknowledge hard work when I see it being done."

[eolasemah]

Sina just... smiles, quietly, while berating herself on how all her social skills have gone out the window. She takes a deep breath, sighs it out, and looks up again, smiling a bit more reasonably now, but her face every bit as red as it was.

"You're the Lady Ambassador, aren't you?" she asks.