"Time has ravaged what Tevinter has not taken, what Orlais has not placed upon the mantle, what the clans have not divided up amongst themselves and likely lost too - who would truly know how many clans have been snuffed out when falling foul of a plague, a town, bandits, wild animals? I know that the clan we met during the Blight were very lucky indeed," she replied with a shake of her head though that was more down to their Keeper truth be told. A part of her hoped little of the truth of that tale had ever made it out, and if it had, that it had never reached certain ears or they would never have peace, even those of them who were there to witness the whole sorry event.

"I have spoken to Pel Ashara too, who recommended Sina Dahlasanor to me not knowing we had already met. I have a private study with the benefit of a door that locks without being open to all and sundry." You know, unlike certain rotundas off the main hall, beneath the library and the rookery.