Moving Day

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WHO: All the Wardens and whatever onlookers/helpers they may find.
WHAT: Moving Day
WHEN: Current-ish
WHERE: Skyhold and just outside Skyhold
NOTES: The Wardens are grounded. They have been told to camp outside Skyhold. So it's moving day.

It is a relatively flat and pretty utterly frozen piece of land outside Skyhold that the Wardens have found. Since there are only a couple dozen of them, they don't need a large space, at least. There's going to be a premium on slightly more elevated spots, so it's first come first serve. Some Wardens arrive with the sun and lay claim with canvas, stakes, ropes, and poles stacked up while they go back for heavier things. Digging into the frozen ground with the stakes is rough, especially for those who brought wooden stakes instead of iron. Some will be forced to wait until the sun softens things a bit. Some are chasing away the feeling of eviction by making themselves at home, starting fires in pits, or making light of their work through periodic bouts of horseplay. For example, one large longbowman with a wounded right arm, fed up with teasing for his inability to do heavy lifting, carries with his left arm a blond mage who hits him repeatedly with a pillow. Unperturbed, he continues on.

But when the tents are pitched and the sun is down, the cozy camp is a little less strange. People will gather around fires for warmth and companionship, knowing that after one sleep, this will start to feel like home.

Comments

[lettersfromhome]

Jonas. He uses the man's name in too familiar a way to be coincidence, or she's the queen of Antiva. It seems he's enjoyed the company of a great many heroes in the years past, then. There's some irony there, surely.

"Ah, the illustrious Hero of Ferelden. He did mention him in particular. A very exciting tale it was." Her eyebrows lift, a thoughtful look replacing her amusement before too long. "But history will likely remember it as a footnote, if they care to at all. So many details become forgotten over time. Even now people begin to forget what the Wardens did for us all such a short span of years ago."

[justice_is_blond]

Anders snorts, a little bit of bitterness in his expression.

"Yes. They do. Vigilance and sacrifice is part of being a Warden, but people so quickly ignore what all you've done when it's more convenient to only see what happened after seven years of failing at peaceful solutions and the slaughter of friends. I'd be surprised if more than a dozen non-Wardens could tell you what I did at the end of the Fifth Blight. Or even the true end of it, the aftermath that only came past when the archdemon fell and Jonas' first group of companions moved on, save Oghren."

He should shut up. No one knows... because no one cares. Looking for anyone to give a damn about the whole picture of who he is rather than the simple, easy title of murderer is a waste of time and energy, but he's always had trouble shutting up. He'll be in the history books for the Chantry alone, not for being key in saving Vigil's Keep, not for helping take out the Mother while placating the Architect, not for anything he does here. He shouldn't care. He does anyway.