"Reckon you'll survive either way," says Sawbones, with the long suffering patience of someone who's stitched up a lot of fussy Dusters in her time.

"To be honest, I did initially want to go to study Nevarra's burial customs. They're not entierly different from dwarven ones, but there's not a great deal of academia suggesting whether there was dwarven influence in the practice." She begins to dust her habit off primly, "The Revered Mother who was my superior felt it would seem I was not as devoted to my calling as the Chantry would like one of their special converts to be."