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WHO: Kain and OPEN!
WHAT: Riding, training, generalized brooding
WHEN: Now-ish, give or take? Or at least consider this taking place some while after he returned from the Erimond mission!
WHERE: Stables, Training Grounds, Library, Battlements... take your pick
NOTES: N/A

Stables and... Around (can be approached at any point!)

Seriously, though. Why horses? He's tried to tell himself they're no different than what he knows, but there are still differences from the chocobos that he's used to. Kain isn't entirely at ease around them just yet. So he's taken it in mind that he needs some riding practice.

He spends a little time thoughtfully eyeing the dracolisks that are there, he definitely has a curiosity about them given their appearance.

But for now, it's a standard horse. His style of riding was all learned on a bird so it's evident he doesn't quite know what he's doing as he rides a bit wildly around Skyhold.

Training Grounds

Pushing himself to get stronger is the only answer after what happened out the Western Approach. They'd met their main objective... but even still, Kain is beyond frustrated with himself, feeling a great deal of guilt over what happened. So, training. He gets to the grounds anyway, but even after he starts in with a jump, he lands and grimaces... Ugh, no, while it's improved for regular activity, his leg really isn't ready for anything like that. Whoops.

Library

Even after a good couple months here, Kain has realized he... still has a lot to learn about this world. Now is as good a time as any. So he's busy glancing through various books that catch his interest. Of course, it's noticeable that most of the titles in his stack are about dragons.

Tower/Battlements

By now, Kain has a usual spot he likes going to up along the battlements, a place with a great view of the mountains surrounding Skyhold. He often comes here to just think or get some solitude. At the moment, he's seated, staring off into the surroundings, a dragon scale in hand.

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"Looks like we're in the same club." He wiggles his left hand, palm glowing since he's got no glove covering it. "Ain't that a fine thing."

And by fine he means why in the shit is this happening to them, but. Polite company. Or mostly polite company, he's just met the guy. "It itches, is how I'd say I feel about it."

"You as well? But you're not a rifter... right?" At least he doesn't think so, as far as he can tell. But then again, he'd heard something about others getting the shards as well... whatever that could mean, who can say?

Kain grimaces, nodding agreement. "It's a nuisance I'd sooner not have. This is my fighting hand." He holds his hand up a moment, giving it a glare as if it would listen to him and start behaving. "I hope at the very least, we'll be able to better understand them in time..."

"Nope. Fereldan, born and raised. Was in the wrong place at the wrong time and ended up with a bit of shine blown into me from something big what went down at Haven." He knows now what it was, but it don't make him all that much more comfortable.

"Yeah. I keep hear'n about the healers and magical folk pok'n at them and ask'n questions ry'n to sort out what's what."

“I’d heard about some people ending up with the shards… A truly bad example of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.” It’s bad enough to be stuck with one upon arrival, but it had to be some harsh luck, ending up with one as a native here.

Kain nods. “I only hope they can find the answers before anything terrible happens. I don’t trust this… thing.” He’s hated the shard since the moment it appeared, especially because of that initial pain.

"Just my luck." Other than the shard, the job went smooth. He probably shouldn't be all that surprised by it anymore. Something always ends up going sideways when he's not looking.

"Well my hand ain't melted off just yet, so I figure it'll be fine till it ain't, then we'll get answers or we'll have to get used to work'n with just the one."

That's true enough, and a fact that Kain realizes he ought to consider more closely. There hasn't been anything bad that's happened as a result of the shard... it hasn't even gotten painful in the way it did initially. Still, he'll probably never stop being wary of it.

"True enough, I doubt our hands are about to fall off or anything... I suppose it at least makes it easier to get around in the dark." That glowing is just bright enough, after all.