[So much gone. So much history not to be found in any other place because it was theirs, their traditions, their ways, passed down from mage to apprentice over generations. All that time to create this and so little time to destroy it--
Soot blackens her fingertips, but the book is mostly able to be saved, she can piece together the rest with everyone else, and she holds it tight to her chest, safe and cherished.]
The Inquisition, what does it think of teachings and ways that aren't the way the Chant of Light says they are? [She nods towards Ellana's Vallaslin, since surely a Dalish elf is more likely to be honest with her than the humans milling around about matters of faith.]
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Soot blackens her fingertips, but the book is mostly able to be saved, she can piece together the rest with everyone else, and she holds it tight to her chest, safe and cherished.]
The Inquisition, what does it think of teachings and ways that aren't the way the Chant of Light says they are? [She nods towards Ellana's Vallaslin, since surely a Dalish elf is more likely to be honest with her than the humans milling around about matters of faith.]