There was a soft, polite, and all-too-knowing chuckle from the Medicine Seller at the mention of trickster spirits.

"We have many such beings in my home," he said with a nod. The lore he was so familiar with was practically brimming with tricksters. Some malicious, some playful, and some who put their cunning to more productive purposes - as with most anything, it depended on the individual. "Though there is no Veil that divides the spiritual from the physical."

It was the most noticeable and, quite frankly, the most jarring difference between his world and Thedas.

"May I ask - have you undergone such training?"