The boy shakes his head at that. "I'm gonna be too busy with scout work to take care of pets. Besides... um... I'm not so loney here as I used to be." he had friends, here. People he started to trust, people he could speak to that wouldn't just look at him with beady black eyes and beg for food.

"You never know, people do shit to qunari just for being qunari. I never went on trial but I got caught cutting a guy that was messing with one of the elf girls. He was some hot shot merchant and I was the only qunari in the village so I ended up punished without a trial. No jail time, though." He seems proud of the ability to not getting incarcerated forever after that stunt.

"Ride a bogfisher? Ew, no. I've never even seen one, but Gorse told me about them. They seem pretty powerful," he says, brightening in a way that boys do when speaking of fantastically cool gross things. "Maybe I'll try it if I got to the Mire."

"I never knew my dad." Tell him about your fambly, Korrin.