🦋- In a joyful mood (Rynn)
The wind was sharp, ice against her features as she stood upon the ramparts of Skyhold. In response to the cold, the redhead simply pulled her fur lined cloak more tightly around her. And she smiled, emerald eyes looking down over the people busy in the fortress below.
A moment later, she felt a presence beside her - considering how suddenly it had appeared, Rynn immediately knew who it was. Turning to meet his eyes, the Inquisitor smiled at the spirit.
“Good to see you, Cole. What brings you up here? Just enjoying watching everyone down there like I am?” Another smile. They were fresh off of quite the victory at the Winter Palace, and while they knew what they needed to do next, Rynn was taking this rare stolen moment to sit a while in the joy of a job well done.
To look and see what they had all created, it was amazing. A group of people decided something needed to be done, and thousands flocked to their cause. She knew she owed a responsibility to them, but even now she was overwhelmed with gratitude for it all. Some many things could have destroyed this along the way, and yet none had. Many had tried, but they’d all failed. And for that, Rynn was thankful.








