But it's less fun—less distracting from the sudden weight he's feeling, not just on his shoulders, everywhere—if Nathaniel isn't going to rise to it. Alistair looks at the desk, the mound of likely futile work, instead
"I can send ravens to Valeska's Watch and Griffon Wing Keep." The little Wardens. They ought to know. Some of them might have served under him.
Cousland.
Who's dead.
Alistair shakes off that thought, or tries, and focuses back on the dragon, the taint, what he apparently died for.
"I'm sure I won't be able to figure out anything that Anders can't, as long as he has something," he says. Clever man. Stupid choices, but clever man. All of this taint cure business still doesn't sit right with them, not when it's so often framed as saving the Wardens instead of the rest of the world, but he can hardly complain about that to Nathaniel, knowing what they both know. He fishes around his thoughts for something to offer instead, and comes up with, "Maric Theirin was with Fiona when she met the Architect and—everything happened. If I find him alive I'll try to see if he knows anything before Ferelden takes him back."
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But it's less fun—less distracting from the sudden weight he's feeling, not just on his shoulders, everywhere—if Nathaniel isn't going to rise to it. Alistair looks at the desk, the mound of likely futile work, instead
"I can send ravens to Valeska's Watch and Griffon Wing Keep." The little Wardens. They ought to know. Some of them might have served under him.
Cousland.
Who's dead.
Alistair shakes off that thought, or tries, and focuses back on the dragon, the taint, what he apparently died for.
"I'm sure I won't be able to figure out anything that Anders can't, as long as he has something," he says. Clever man. Stupid choices, but clever man. All of this taint cure business still doesn't sit right with them, not when it's so often framed as saving the Wardens instead of the rest of the world, but he can hardly complain about that to Nathaniel, knowing what they both know. He fishes around his thoughts for something to offer instead, and comes up with, "Maric Theirin was with Fiona when she met the Architect and—everything happened. If I find him alive I'll try to see if he knows anything before Ferelden takes him back."