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[iknowlove]

WHO: Terra Branford and YOU!
WHAT: So a Spirit Medium walks into a fortress...
WHEN: Early Drakonis
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: Fresh off the mountain and just trying to find somewhere to not be stepped on there are so many people here.

CAMPS
It was a long trek up the mountain and Terra has never been so happy to see a grouping of people as she is in this moment. Her eyes light up when they land on the camps just outside of Skyhold's walls and she sucks in a slow breath before continuing to trudge forward. She's bone weary and ready to settle down for a nice rest by a warm fire. It's just a matter of finding someone who doesn't look like they'll cause trouble...

She sucks in a slow breath and goes to the nearest fire that isn't surrounded by a large group of people, pulling her travel-worn cloak around her body as she approaches the figure by the fire. "Excuse me-- is it alright if I sit here?"



STABLES
One of the first places Terra bee-lined to when she arrived in Skyhold was the stables. Not only was it warmer in there, though if a bit smellier, but there were so many beautiful horses that she couldn't not spend a fair amount of time there. She has a small smile on her face as she takes one of the brushes from a corner and heads toward one of the magnificent beasts in order to give it a loving brush down. Animals were easy to deal with than people: they didn't ask a lot of questions she couldn't, or didn't want to, answer, and all they asked in return was a little attention and a little food.

She can handle this.



LIBRARY
Terra has never seen so many books in her life. Not that it matters too much, considering the fact that she can't actually ready any of it, but the point still stands. She walks along the shelves, her fingers dancing across the spines of the books, and a faint shiver rolls down her spine. There's a ghost of memories on these books, spirits lingering within them, and she pulls her hand away with a small gasp, curling her fingers against her chest.

A puff of breath leaves her as she turns away from the shelves, moving toward the railing to lean over the edge and stare down at the floor below her. A squeak leaves her as her body starts to tilt just a little too far and she catches herself, pulling back before she falls only to stumble into someone behind her. "Ah! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-- Sorry."



WILDCARD
( She can be found pretty much anywhere that isn't the bar or training grounds. Otherwise, go nuts! )

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Library

[fleurdesel]

"Apology accepted." Adelaide's hand is light on the girl's back as she steadies them both, the girl from stumbling backward and she from tripping with the weight of books tucked under her other arm. A moment where it seems as though they might slip comes and goes with little more than a faint sigh. "You should be careful- these railings are not what they should be."

Not yet, at any rate.

A lingering impression of contact is left behind even when her hand drops- the barest wisps of Compassion coiled close and comfortable about Adelaide as they ever were. "They are even more precarious in the rookery. You ought to mind that."

[iknowlove]

Terra sucks in a breath at the sensation, her back straightening a little. She can't even turn yet, her head tilted slightly as she tries to place who it was that touched her. One of the kinder spirits, to be sure. Whoever the woman is behind her can't be a bad person.

She eventually turns and looks up, finding herself staring for a moment with wide eyes before she clears her throat. "Thank you. I'll try to remember that." There's a moment of uncertainty that crosses over her features as she bites down on the inside of her lip and she glances furtively to either side of them to make sure they won't be overheard before she leans in. "I cannot place its name. Who's with you? They're very kind."

[fleurdesel]

"Good. We have yet to have anyone actually fall from the railings- much as I consider it only a matter of time the longer we are able to put it off? The better." Perhaps some reinforcement is due.

Or at the very least, signs.

The question, however, catches her off guard for a moment. The girl is no spirit healer else Adelaide would be aware. Compassion settles, curious, but otherwise unobtrusive. "You can sense Compassion?"

[iknowlove]

Ah. She's done it again, hasn't she? Let herself be known without meaning to. It's just-- well, she couldn't help it. Being able to know spirits was such a natural part of her being that even pretending otherwise was harder than she's found it to be worth.

Terra nods a bit at the question, taking a small step back to put some space between the two of them. Her hands absently toy with the bottom hem of her simple tunic, twisting it around a bit. "I can. Compassion..." Her head tilts to the side and she closes her eyes, taking a slow breath. "Yes, I see that now. You're very comfortable together, aren't you."

[fleurdesel]

"That is a rare thing." Rare and curious, but not so much that she would attract undue attention- especially with how the girl steps back. Caution learned or practiced due to what she can sense, however it is she is able to do so. Gently- as much as she has capacity for gentleness, Adelaide extends a hand in greeting. "I have known them all my life, we work together to heal. My name is Adelaide. What is yours?"