"Hermione then." She settles with the second one with a smile before she clears her throat, casting her mind back to give the best answer that she can.
"They said it was the third week of Harvestmere, so about six months ago. Including myself there were...eight or nine of us though you must understand that we arrived in the wreckage of Haven, where the Inquisition was based formerly, and that as we arrived in Skyhold they had found the body of their Herald. Everything was something of a blur at first and some of them are no longer here though how they returned? That is more difficult, I don't know if anyone investigated it. After that there was a group that arrived in the Fallow Mire, I was present for that. I think there were maybe around five then. The month of Haring, that seemed to pass with none, I had thought that maybe it would stop but then there were arrivals in Emprise du Lion. Usually the stories of new arrivals seem to occur in the middle of each month, I would imagine there's some significance to that." Or rather she would hope, because it might get them closer to some sort of answer and if the sky is involved, there are much more predictable cycles to look at.
Hard to believe that it's really been six months though, so long away from home without any real way to get back.
"I know that the first group in Emprise du Lion was very small, but I don't know as much about the group you arrived with. Skyhold has been busier than usual," she manages, her smile a little tight around the edges for a moment before it's gone. It's the most polite way she can put things since it feels like everything has taken several giant steps back. "We should probably try to organise another rifter meeting, it's been too long since the first one but the timing right now might mean it sends the wrong sort of message." But it's at least something she can bring up to Marcel, even if they move to a slightly more private venue this time and she perhaps floats the suggestion of allowing at least one member of the Inquisition leadership to attend.
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"They said it was the third week of Harvestmere, so about six months ago. Including myself there were...eight or nine of us though you must understand that we arrived in the wreckage of Haven, where the Inquisition was based formerly, and that as we arrived in Skyhold they had found the body of their Herald. Everything was something of a blur at first and some of them are no longer here though how they returned? That is more difficult, I don't know if anyone investigated it. After that there was a group that arrived in the Fallow Mire, I was present for that. I think there were maybe around five then. The month of Haring, that seemed to pass with none, I had thought that maybe it would stop but then there were arrivals in Emprise du Lion. Usually the stories of new arrivals seem to occur in the middle of each month, I would imagine there's some significance to that." Or rather she would hope, because it might get them closer to some sort of answer and if the sky is involved, there are much more predictable cycles to look at.
Hard to believe that it's really been six months though, so long away from home without any real way to get back.
"I know that the first group in Emprise du Lion was very small, but I don't know as much about the group you arrived with. Skyhold has been busier than usual," she manages, her smile a little tight around the edges for a moment before it's gone. It's the most polite way she can put things since it feels like everything has taken several giant steps back. "We should probably try to organise another rifter meeting, it's been too long since the first one but the timing right now might mean it sends the wrong sort of message." But it's at least something she can bring up to Marcel, even if they move to a slightly more private venue this time and she perhaps floats the suggestion of allowing at least one member of the Inquisition leadership to attend.