What is there of value here for a looter? [It's as she left it. Morrigan isn't entirely certain of what she expected to find, really. If she even expected to find it at all or if it too would have been swallowed and reclaimed the way the Wilds.] There are few to ever visit. Scavengers. More creature than man where those are ever concerned.

[The Hero of Ferelden lay in that bed, she doesn't say. People would care or might. Might touch it as if something more than dust would transfer; if they got the Blight somehow from it, it would be what they'd deserve from such foolishness.] She will not want whatever is left here though I claimed the grimoire years ago.