a friendly game. (for aceso)

[ It's a mild evening at Skyhold, warmer than normal, though that is not saying much for the chilly mountain stronghold. It's nearing the time when Cullen would light a candle to continue his work, which today has consisted of signing off on various requisitions and reviewing field reports. The tedium is beginning to tax him. He leans back in his desk chair with bleary eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. This would be a horrid time for another headache, when he's been getting along quite well for the past several days. ]