In Search Of...

[salvatore_underfoot]

WHO: All Welcome, ATTN: Taashath
WHAT: Seeking mages and a certain qunari
WHEN: First two weeks, following this conversation
WHERE: Around Skyhold, Herald’s Rest
NOTES: He’s screening mages and looking for a handful who will be willing to join him in meeting with the Templars to present their side of Things. Non-mages welcome.

Salvatore has a mission. A responsibility. He wasn’t an altogether responsible person. Not usually. But this was something that mattered. To him. Maybe to others as well. He hopes. He just has to find mages with opinions, and voices ready to be heard.

He can be found in every corner of Skyhold, finding various excuses to interact with whatever mage he bumps into. He starts in the library and steadily makes the rounds, offering assistance in trade for conversation. Need some boxes moved? Tents pitched? Training? He can spar and talk! Need help with gardening? He can dig holes! Healing? …He can dig holes! (By the way, how do you feel about feel circles?)

He does take up the Knight-Commander’s suggestion and heads down to the Herald’s Rest as soon as it is prudent to do so. Maneuvering around people and tables, he’s less concerned about getting a drink and more concerned with his objective. How hard can it be to find a “behemoth”, as Sauveterre put it?

Comments

[fleurdesel]

"I believe I am either missing a length of cord or a rod for the tent. When I find those assembling it should be simple enough." She pinches the bridge of her nose with a sigh and looks over to him, then past him at...a curious elf.

Was there a glint of something? No, Dalish do not wear armor as such. Her eyes flick back to Salvatore. "People here have taken to calling me Lady LeBlanc."

It fit as well as anything. "Enchanter Adelaide will also suffice- or simply Adelaide. Circle titles do not mean much any longer."

[salvatore_underfoot]

His face goes sour at mention of the circle. "Adelaide then."

He straightens from poking at the tent to have another look around. "I brought supplies around not long ago. Is it possible they weren't properly unpacked?" Where had those crates gone?

[eolasemah]

At the looks from both, Sina very nearly recoiled back into the tent and out of sight-- however, she recognized that despite the suspicious Circle language they used, she couldn't avoid humans forever. She hesitated, then cautiously nodded back, her expression too nervous to be friendly.

[fleurdesel]

"That could be it. Things have been more than a little disorganized as of late." Happy just to have a tent, if it weren't for the weather she wouldn't have paid for the use of a second. Overpaid but- that went without saying.

[salvatore_underfoot]

"I see some boxes over there. Let's see what we can find." He makes his way over and begins digging through the first of a few crates. They are mostly empty. "You're Orlesian? There seem to be a lot of you turned up here."