She shakes her head. "They're werewolves," she answers. "Specially bred and trained to be obedient to the magicians. They're supposed to bring in political dissidents, but - well - a lot of the time, they just - you know. Eat whoever it is they're after, instead." She stares glumly at her knees. "Not that that's a bad thing, really. It's kept us safe more than once, someone getting killed 'stead of taken to the Tower."
Then she looks up. That was maybe too much of a confession, but...As she'd decided earlier: Matthias is all right. And it's not like he doesn't know a thing or two about dodging the authorities, right? He's never discussed it with her directly, but it doesn't take a genius to know that he was part of the mage rebellion.
"But yeah - I mean, it's like Tevinter, right? There are some that are on top, and some below them scrabbling for an advantage. Doesn't make them good. Just different."
He pulls a little face at the thought of people getting eaten, with enough regularity to merit Kitty's a lot of the time. Disgusting. And unfair. Only from the context he can tell that the Tower must be some grim place, likely of torture--and he knows enough to know how someone dying is sometimes safer. And better for them as well, really, in the end. Poor souls.
"That's true. Yeah. About it being like Tevinter, I mean. Just seems different, but I reckon that's 'cause I don't know much about it. I don't know much about Tevinter, really," which he cops to with a bit of a grimace. "They're sort of mental. S' like Nevarra. Death and weirdies there. And Tevinter is just weirdies with slaves."
"It's - a bit more complicated than that," Kitty says, but then shakes her head. She'd noticed earlier how twitchy Matthias got; it's clear he's got a great big chip on his shoulder about seeming stupid, and she doesn't want to make him feel that way.
"Doesn't matter - Anyway. But yeah. I mean, all places are sort of like that, right? Free Marches, too. Just there it's the non-mages in power, keeping down people like you."
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Then she looks up. That was maybe too much of a confession, but...As she'd decided earlier: Matthias is all right. And it's not like he doesn't know a thing or two about dodging the authorities, right? He's never discussed it with her directly, but it doesn't take a genius to know that he was part of the mage rebellion.
"But yeah - I mean, it's like Tevinter, right? There are some that are on top, and some below them scrabbling for an advantage. Doesn't make them good. Just different."
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"That's true. Yeah. About it being like Tevinter, I mean. Just seems different, but I reckon that's 'cause I don't know much about it. I don't know much about Tevinter, really," which he cops to with a bit of a grimace. "They're sort of mental. S' like Nevarra. Death and weirdies there. And Tevinter is just weirdies with slaves."
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"Doesn't matter - Anyway. But yeah. I mean, all places are sort of like that, right? Free Marches, too. Just there it's the non-mages in power, keeping down people like you."