RP: Open to anyone

[cullen_fadewalk]

Cullen straightened, then slowly rose to his feet. He was in the main yard of Skyhold all right, but there were telling differences even beyond the troubling sky. The greenery hadn't all been stripped away, for one. The Herald's blood red banners were nowhere to be seen. The tavern still stood, and the high parapets were bare of their bristling defenses.

If he could ignore the tempest going on above his head, it almost seemed...peaceful. Like it was before things started going so wrong.

He turned in a slow circle, chains clanking, and silently noted the changes--then went perfectly still when he heard a footfall.

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[heromiyuu]

"Well thought. Seems like I already know where to mingle too."

Neria led out a sigh, far from being excited to play the sociable person. But looking at Cullen and Alistair, she could see she was their best option now.

"So, let's make it happen. If we want some edge, we can't stay here waiting for our plans to complete themselves."

[exiledalistair]

Alistair blinked. Good thinking? If Cullen said so. He nodded to Neria and rolled his shoulders. "Right. Lifting and carrying. That I can do."

He waited until Cullen lead the way to the War Room, trying to mark the route, the doors and chambers, nodding when storerooms, dead ends, and potential egresses were pointed out. He looked forward to the labor, really. Something useful to do, wear himself out, and then go see about the tavern for drinking himself into a deep, black sleep after.

(OOC: Do we want to wrap up this thread? Assume that Cullen is inventorying, Neria has gone to try to make friends with other mages, and Alistair is busy fetching and carrying?)

[cullen_fadewalk]

(OOC: I think this is a perfect end!)

[heromiyuu]

(ooc: yep! works for me ^^)