"The Qunari are worse, I hear; not that I have any intention of seeing this for myself." Inessa's tone is dry as she rubs Garahel's ears. "It's not an easy life, no. 'A mage is fire made flesh, and a demon asleep.' People look at us and are reminded of all that Tevinter -a magocracy- has wrought. They fear history repeating itself in the south, and so they do all they can to ensure it won't. They also fear what comes of possession, and the damage one can inflict in that state. Even after a mage passes their Harrowing or other training, they are always on guard against the spirits and demons drawn to them. 'True tests never end.'"

There's a slight wry smile as she echoes words told to her by the pride demon who had failed at her Harrowing. If she hadn't kept her wits about her, if she had allowed it to deceive her into getting what it wanted, all would have been lost. And it's something she has to deal with every time she enters the Fade. Neverending tests, indeed.

"At any rate, this world has been irrevocably altered, in many ways. Returning to the status quo may not even be possible. Whether or not lasting good comes of it...we'll see."