Katniss rubbed her arm then, looking down at the table, then around the room. As if somehow the change was going to start happening right before their very eyes. After a moment, she breathed in deeply, before she asked, "How do we know the new age hasn't already started?"

It seemed like change hadn't just come to their door - it had battered it right down. Her gaze narrowed a little at Morrigan's tone over Varric's book, before she stated simply, "He's a writer, not an historian, and a good one at that. It's not his fault he doesn't know about elven history - even elves don't know about it. That's half the reason I'm here - you're one of the few who talks openly about what you know."

Her lips pressed together, before she shakes her head, "I've seen the chantries, all across Fereldan and Thedas. They're still reeling. By the time we get a new Divine, this will be over, one way or another."