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WHO: Sera ~~Mai Bhalsych of Korse~~ and OPEN
WHAT: Sera comes back to Skyhold
WHEN: Last few weeks of Drakonis
WHERE: All over Skyhold
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Herald's Rest

While her room's been mysteriously stolen by a mysterious shiteface, the tavern is still Sera's home in Skyhold. Drinking, playing cards, trying to avoid the weirdly intense gaze of the lady bard, Sera can be found doing them all now that she's finally back. As the night goes on the cheating becomes more flagrant and the stories louder, accompanied by wider and more dramatic arm flailing and occasional reenactments. Eventually, she tells the Tale Of The Time Cassandra Punched a Bear's Heart Out And It Got All Over The Herald's Clothes And I Laughed Then Shot Other Bears With Arrows. During her demonstration of the punch, she throws her hand back a little too hard and fast, hitting someone or knocking a drink over. But dealing with that has to wait until the story's done.

Out and About

Sera hadn't spent much time in the old fortress since she'd had to go off on Very Important Jenny Business (Possibly Involving Fire Ants and Honey), so it's time to get to know the place by the back of her hand again before starting up her services to the local community. Every hidden passage and unlocked (and unoccupied locked) room gets poked and prodded as the week goes on. All expect for one very specific room where she knows Creepy Cole likes to linger in, like some stupid ghost of the attic. Unless there's a juicy conversation to be overheard, she doesn't bother with stealth, just walking in and up to anything and anyone that strikes her. Anyone looking particularly servant-like will be getting chatted up whether the like it or not, along with most everyone else she comes across.

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That gets a snort of amusement from Korrin, who signals for another refill to replace the one she just spilled. Plopping down, she wipes off the excess from her shirt and leans back. "I guess that marks a rare moment of us agreeing on something, then."

No false modesty here. Horned ladies are pretty awesome, why deny it? "Glad to hear it. I'll take that over being the 'ox' for a bunch of Orlesian snobs who keep trying to touch my horns like I'm some beast on display. The Inquisition better have gotten what they needed from that inbred bunch, because I'm not putting up with them again any time soon."

Five minutes back and there's already a target getting offered up. Ah, it's good to be back where all sorts mixed around. She had so many bugs to but in beds and breakfast to mess with.

"Yeah? You'd know 'em if you see 'em again?"

Likely more targets will come to mind, after elven servants complain about that one nobleman at the soiree who was extra grabby, and a few others. If there's one thing that can be counted on, it's that nobles will treat everyone else like garbage. Korrin nods and rolls her eyes.

"Lady Odette and her entourage? Oh, yeah. She's got a twin, but at least said twin doesn't have a horn fetish so it's pretty easy to tell them apart. You know, I tried to pull off the 'I don't understand anything but Qunlat' trick at the soiree, but she overheard me with someone else, so no luck there. It figures the one night I actually promised to behave myself and there shows someone bound and determined to get me to break that."

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She may be a little too drunk for this. Which is why she is taking notes in short-hand on her arm. Don't ask where the quill and ink came from. No one wants to know that. L. O-D-Tit is now on the list (aka her forearm).

It was good to be back.

"Noble games, yeah? They only play when it's their rules. When those are gone, they're like chickens with the heads gone. Stupid and covered in shit."

Watching Sera at work on her arm, Korrin snorts in amusement but has no thought to stop her. She has no idea if Lady Odette is even still in Skyhold, but if a friend of Red Jenny wants to pay her a visit, why the hell not. There's no doubt in her mind that the noblewoman has earned it, for that and other offenses.

"Don't I know it. I've got more stories about noble stupidity than I know what to do with. My company had to go where the money was, you know? So we took some jobs for them here and there, but when their collective bullshit got to be too much, we'd take off. Nothing like reminding them that the 'oxmen' they took for granted were the ones holding back the bandits or whatever."

"You ever sit and watch the after?"

It sounded like a good story could be in there. Sera's more than willing to take a break in her own exaggerations to let someone else have a go at it.

"Oh, hell yes." Korrin reaches for her new drink and takes a swig before flashing a grin, reminiscing.

"There was an insufferable -seriously, even more than usual- noble in Verchiel who gave us a demanding job -retrieving goods that were ambushed by bandits on the way to the capital- but didn't pay nearly enough to compensate us for it. When we tried to adjust that, he threatened to have us arrested on some trumped-up charges through his connections. So, we left...sort of.

A few of us went back and took a liking to that ugly-ass monument of a distant ancestor that he kept bragging about. And by that, I mean we blew its fucking head off. His servants hated maintaining the damned thing, so they showed their approval by not telling on us. Nope, must have been an act of the Maker. It turns out even his neighbors hated him -or the monument, or both- so they weren't any help to him either. He was so steamed, it was all we could do not to burst out laughing and break cover."

That gets a good laugh.

"Boom! To the face. Grand that. Pity you couldn't live it somewhere for him to find."

Like his bedchambers. That was always a good one. A pissed off maid and it was amazing the things that could end up in there.

"But how's the Inquisition upper bits treating you?"

"Believe me, I wanted to. But we were lucky enough to pull that off without getting caught. Doing more would have been pushing it."

Given her wistful expression, it's possible she argued for it anyway and was outvoted. Oh, well.

"The advisors and such? I haven't had much dealings with them directly, though Leliana's support of freedom is something I can always get behind. Whether it's mages or non-humans or rifters, she gives everyone a chance. I'm way too unsubtle to be one of her agents, though. I've got no complaints about Cullen or Josephine, either. They're doing what they can and they haven't given me shit about being what I am, on either front. Cassandra...well, I fought a dragon with her. You don't go through something like that and not get a hefty dose of respect for those who keep you alive, you know?"

"Terrifying, yeah? And brilliant. Makes it hard to keep the arrow count going when she's there first. But, eh..."

Mages. Rifters. All weirdy things she'd rather not much think about. So Sera gives a one shouldered shrug and takes a sip of drink.

"So long as no one's running about scaring folk, free's all good, I guess."

"Unless people are scared by an extra foot and horns, which...can't help that." The latter is 'fixable' but like hell is Korrin cutting her horns off to appease the skittish. But she knows that's not what Sera means, of course. "No one had better be doing that around here and if they try that shit, they'll have to deal with me. We've had more than enough happen lately and tension's through the roof. Someone deliberately setting that off deserves a solid kick in the ass."

"Aw, ya know just what to say. Horse shit, being all weepy 'bout what people look like. It's the doing that matters, yeah? No burning buildings or turning all demon, and we're good."

Sera grins up at the woman, eyes maybe fluttering just a little.

Korrin's brief annoyance vanishes and she grins back, raising her mug. "I'll drink to that, any time. Welcome back, Sera. Skyhold needs your brand of mayhem, and I'd be happy to help spread it."

She clinks their mugs together, then celebrates the new friendship by finishing her whole drink off in one go.

"Next round!"

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