She nods, after a moment to turn the chair around so she can rest her arms along the back, straddling it. "Yeah, I'm Vashoth, raised mostly in the Free Marches and sometimes Rivain. And no, I wasn't caught up in the blast. I was off in the Hinterlands guarding someone's estate from roaming rebel mages and Templars trying to kill each other. Some of my company, the Valo-Kas, were working security at the temple. There was only one survivor from that, the Herald. That was...not a fun day. I stuck around because someone was going to answer for that, and I wanted to be there to help grind them into dust."