"Castileos, where I come from, is a series of islands; we're not a country exactly, we're a nation. Some islands are tiny, others are very large, but many many islands, elsewhere though you have proper countries, three of them all share one huge landmass together. But sailors from my home were the very first to explore all our world, to chart it. Thedas--" Getting up from the table, she moves to one of the shelves to find one of the books she remembers using to begin her studies, Lux's head popping up to track her until she returns to the table.

Sitting down again, she opens the book to flip to the map, tracing where it seems to abruptly cut off with a shake of her head. "You see? So little has been explored in Thedas. It could be their history of Blights and wars but for a people to have been present so long and to have not accomplished any further on any map than this? It troubles my heart, truly it does."

That might be her father's influence though but she can't imagine a people being content with so little known about where they come from.

"I cannot imagine that. I come from a place where we are expected to think of the whole and to be able to pull together as a crew in a time of crisis but freedom is so deeply prized. To be true to your heart, to follow your passions. So long as no party is hurt by it? You go where it takes you and live to the full each and every day." The joys of a nation of sailors founded on that belief. "I hope that it changes so that they might all make their own choices in life to live as they will, as people. Not some instrument of another."

But another place, and another way to keep in touch that she envies. "We only have letters where I am from. Ships to send them across the seas or a few birds if you have the money. Birds or riders or a person on land. Though I know many jobs I wouldn't have had if we had such things."