"Eh, you have to make a living somehow but I take no pleasure in seeing what's been done to Orlais. Sure, it sometimes knocks the nobles down a peg, but there's a lot of people underneath them who end up suffering. Fucking nobles and their fucking Game." Korrin shakes her head in disgust at that, then furrows her brow.

"Maker, that's some steep competition. The Valo-Kas has taken on all sorts of weird shit, only some of which I've personally seen. One rich weirdo took us into the Deep Roads, not for glory or treasure...but to see if he could find the Nug King. I'm not making this up. We humored him because the pay was absurd and why the hell not? I don't think I've ever seen a party travel with so many cheese wheels, and to this day the scent of them takes me back. Anyway, the guy got separated from us at some point and he says he encountered the Nug King, but of course no one else was around to verify it. I wouldn't be surprised if that dwarven ale made him see things, but in the end, we got paid, he was happy and that's what mattered. I guess."