Interlude
@dragonageimpostors Tavis made his way up to the library to trace through the few books he hadn’t touched yet. He spent much of the day practicing as well as training other mages and he was exhausted. All he wanted was to find something new to piece through. But he had scoured most of the library already. There were some less than practical books that he found relative interest in. Ones about Orlesian theater and poetry. That was something he never read, so he picked it up and then looked for a seat nearby. He noticed the qunari he had briefly spoken to before, sitting at a table with his nose in the text before him. They hadn’t even had a chance to introduce themselves before so he deigned to approach the man again. The elf stood across from the man, pulling back a chair before taking a casual seat in it. “Fancy seeing you again,” he said, smiling and setting the book in his lap.
