"I am though I have no hold now. I am Kattrin the Exile." The Kattrin she had been before was dead now as far as she or her people could be concerned. Perhaps it was better that way and it was something she was at peace with. The only part that tore her apart now was the guilt of breaking her oath in order to become exiled as she was.

"Word travels fast in this place for I have not been here. But a short time after the Inquisition arrived it would seem." Honestly she thanked the gods for aiding her with that particular timing so she could help with this transition as best as she could.