Orzammar has been throwing the Legion into the Dead Trenches for generations, trying to reclaim Bownammar, but every success has been swiftly followed on its heels by another failure. However many times they seem to retake it, the darkspawn are always quick to claw it back out of their grasp again. The lives lost in pursuit of a lost cause never seem to matter to the sods in the Diamond Quarter.

"You and your group, you're twice the dwarves those assholes in the Diamond Quarter could ever hope to be."

Kit glances at Korrin, his expression hard to read. When he smiles, it's a small expression, but it seems as though he's truly touched by that sentiment. "Thanks for saying that."