See what? He looks at her and realizes he doesn't want to know how much worse it got. Off-balance from Karl all day and now watching other familiar faces die means he's reaching exhaustion quickly.
"It's always been thin around Kirkwall," he expands in a tired voice. "There were some writings about how many slaves died here, their blood and pain and suffering weakening it." Which suggests blood magic for a further weakening, but he's not going to voice that thought. They'll likely all have it and there isn't a point in pointing a finger at a mage before there's evidence. Mobs have killed many mages for far less than bringing ghosts around.
He begins the trek down, watching warily for more sources of screams to come out of the walls. Wearily, too. The mages who were struck down so many years ago are just as much victims as any others murdered, but he's not sure that many non-mages at all see it that way, and wonders if they ever will.
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"It's always been thin around Kirkwall," he expands in a tired voice. "There were some writings about how many slaves died here, their blood and pain and suffering weakening it." Which suggests blood magic for a further weakening, but he's not going to voice that thought. They'll likely all have it and there isn't a point in pointing a finger at a mage before there's evidence. Mobs have killed many mages for far less than bringing ghosts around.
He begins the trek down, watching warily for more sources of screams to come out of the walls. Wearily, too. The mages who were struck down so many years ago are just as much victims as any others murdered, but he's not sure that many non-mages at all see it that way, and wonders if they ever will.