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Korrin groans and takes a swig. "I hate that place so, so much. It's either clogged with darkspawn or the tunnels are too small for my taste or both. And it's rarely worth it, either. Take my advice and don't bother."

The dwarves don't even have proper brews to make up for it, ugh. She sighs and settles back, getting comfortable. "I've never been part of a threesome or more."

"I almost took a job to go down there. The old treasure hunt, as it were. But I decided that I'd rather deal with bandits, pirates, and noblemen tenfold than darkspawn, if I could help it." He chuckles. "I'm glad I didn't go."

He drinks, sighing a little. "Have you not? That's a shame, but to each their own. Though I guess I'm obvious." Twisted Fate taps a finger on the table. "I never wore a disguise for a job."

"Good call. It's possible you'd have found some potent treasures below...but it's also possible you'd die right beside them. It's rarely worth it."

That sigh prompts a smirk and a shrug from her. "It's not like I haven't been invited, but...what can I say. I'm greedy and don't like to share the spotlight with anyone else." That last statement gets a headshake. "Not yet, anyway. The Valo-Kas aren't exactly a subtle bunch, me included. Not that we can be anyway. If you see a bunch of 'qunari' together, you know it's an invasion or a mercenary group.

I never tried to climb to the top of Skyhold."

"I do like being alive. My favorite part about life, actually."

Twisted Fate chuckles. "That doesn't surprise me, spitfire. And I can respect that."

And she makes a fair point. There's no reason for Tal-Vashoth or Vashoth mercenaries to wear disguises. No one would believe them to be anything else.

"Nor I. Seems a poor decision and potential broken limbs involved. I'm good on my feet, but I can name a few that are better. I never attempted to read Leliana's reports without her knowing."

She smirks and raises an eyebrow about that last one. "Really? I thought you might have tried just to see if you could. I haven't, but then I'd rather not get the Inquisition spymaster irked at me and I can't manage subtle or stealthy to save my life." Maybe Beleth, though.

"Hm...I've never been confronted by a jealous lover, or their partner."

"I'm a man with some practicality. People like Zevran are much better at climbing and ridiculous feats." Fate laughs a little. "Wise of you. I don't want to be on her bad side, either."

That causes him to drink, and with no embarrassment. "More than once, but I can unusually find a way to make it work out for me in the end. I've never went hunting for dragons?"

"Somehow, I'm not surprised." At that last one, Korrin can and does take another sip, smirking after she finishes. "Of course I have, though I wasn't fool enough to do it alone. The Valo-Kas is hired to respond to all threats, draconic ones included. During my scouting mission, the rifter with us wanted to investigate -and it's face it, fight- the dragons hoarding the hot springs in Emprise du Lion, but dragon-hunting at that time would have killed our low profile."

Although there's no statement for him, he finishes what's left in his glass regardless with a low chuckle. "I have to say, that rifter sounds like they're mighty brave to decide they wanted to see a dragon. A bit too exciting for me, personally. Can't exactly talk my way out of a fight with a dragon."

"No, but if you catch one sleeping, you can blast the hell out of it before it wakes up. We were lucky enough for that, once or twice." And Korrin's fine with pouring more for them, continuing once she settles back. "I've never been sea-sick."

"I'll leave that to you. I tend to make my own luck, not hope for the best." Twisted Fate smiles appreciatively at the refill of his glass -- which is in time for him to sigh and have a sip of shame.

"It was part of a quick getaway on the fly; my partner at the time could only find a little fishing boat taking us from Rivain to Redcliffe. It smelled of dead fish for days. My clothes were almost ruined." Another drink is taken before he says, "I never challenged anyone to an arm wrestle."

"My sympathies, Fate. And here I thought nothing could be as bad as the swamp-scent from the Fallow Mire, but that would definitely do the trick. Which isn't to say I haven't been in boats that haven't smelled as bad -I have- but staying on deck and carrying something that's easier on the nose tends to do the trick for me."

And of course she takes a swig because damn right, she arm wrestles. "Of course I have, since I was a child, against anyone who would have me. Still do, though there's less time for that.

I've never tried to pass for human...not that I could get away with it."

"I wanted to pay for a cruise and have an easy time, but sadly we were in a bit of a pinch at the time." Twisted Fate sighs. "Well, fortunately, I'm otherwise somewhat seaworthy. So long as you don't throw me overboard."

Ah, of course she would. He wonders if he could convince her to arm wrestle with the Bull. That'd be a sight he'd like to see.

For now, he muses to himself instead before Fate takes a sip. "I wasn't a very smart boy when I left my clan. Thought I could get away with it, but if it wasn't the ears or the tattoos, it was damn well the accent. Been working ever since to cover it up.

"I never worked with a Grey Warden until I joined the Inquisition."

That prompts a sip and a nod. "I have, a few times. When local Grey Wardens didn't have numbers to take on the darkspawn themselves, we'd get hired as backup. I don't know why we never got tainted, but then you never see Tal-Vashoth Grey Wardens. At any rate, I kept my distance and that worked well enough for me."

She tilts her head, thoughtful. "Is your native accent like the Ashara's? Do you still lapse into it?" And yes, maybe she wouldn't mind hearing it. That's worth a little derailing.

"Natural resistance? Never really thought about it, but then I doubt anyone's ever really looked into it."

Fate wrinkles his nose a little, but he smiles regardless. "Similar enough. And I do, mostly when I'm drunk or incredibly angry. The former is much easier to achieve, especially at the rate we're going."

"True enough, and I can't say I'll regret causing that to happen." Korrin grins in response to that nose-wrinkling, partial to Dalish accents anyway. "Let's see...I never showed off my magic to get laid. But then, most of what I know isn't conducive to putting people at ease. This isn't to say I don't show off in other ways, though." She smirks and flexes an arm, having a rather toned body for a mage but then it's typical enough for a qunari.

"By my next drink, you may have achieved it." Fate raises his glass in acknowledgement.

Which he then has a swig from at her next statement. "Depends on the person, in my defense. Some people are very impressed when you set fire to something." Fate is momentarily distracted by her rather impressive biceps.

"All right. Granted, if I had a set of those, I wouldn't even bother with using magic. Damn." He chuckles. "I've never been hired to rescue a pet out of a tree."

She shakes her head but smiles as that brings forth a memory regardless. "I didn't, no, but someone in my company did. It was a fennec, I think? Anyway, they tried all sorts of means to get it out, but the damn thing wouldn't budge. I think in the end, they shield-bashed the tree and it fell out, but clawed them fiercely and scampered away. That's what you get for trying to make a wild animal a pet."

And at least that indignity wasn't hers. "For something related, I never had an animal companion of my own."

"Well, speaking of trying to make a wild animal a pet." Fate finishes his glass and pauses as he swallows. "I was a silly boy. Before I really understood the tales of Fen'Harel, I found a wolf cub. I wanted to keep it, but of course my Keeper told me to leave it behind. So, I guess that counts, eh? Never tried further than that, though.

"I've never bedded somebody that was part of my crew. Inquisition doesn't count, obviously."

Korrin shrugs, finishing her own off as well. "Eh...I have, long before. But I ended it before it became a trend; it helped that some Tal-Vashoth are still jumpy about mages. They definitely didn't appreciate magic in the bedroom, intentional or not. Bedding those you work with just tends to complicate things, and I've yet to find it worth the risk."

"I suppose you would know more than me. Even when I was with a crew, most of them didn't want to, for some reason." He shrugs. "Did it lead to difficulties for you?"

"At times, yes. Not all my breaks from the Valo-Kas were simply about wanting to experience other mercenary companies." Once or twice, it was something more personal, though the memory of it's far enough back that the sting is gone. She just shrugs, ready to move on.

"I've never been to the Black Emporium."

At the point that they're at, Twisted Fate's true accent is starting to come out a bit more the further they go. At her question, Fate slowly raises his glass to his mouth, then quickly lowers it with a laugh without drinking.

"No, never. Don't know that it exists, really." Fate chuckles shrugs. "That'd be hell of a thing, though."

He considers a moment as he looks at his drink before he says, "I've never broken someone's heart before."

Korrin shakes her head, not touching her drink. "Not as far as I'm aware, no. Either it's been friendly and no-strings-attached or the other way around, though that would be a dramatic way to phrase it. I liked a Tal-Vashoth who just couldn't deal with the mage part of me. Too much fucking Qunari brainwashing."

Needing a subject change, Korrin leans back and considers. "I never considered becoming a Red Jenny."

A hand rests on her wrist. That seems to be enough to offer his condolences; that's something he's crossed more than once for different reasons, really. He hasn't had to face the Qunari brainwashing, not like Korrin.

"Neither have I," Fate replies. "Though I have a certain fondness for them. Taking down the high and mighty down a few pegs; I can respect that."

He considers and says, "I've never stolen someone's livestock before."

That comfort is noted with a slight smile, though she's content with focusing on different subjects. That last one has her shaking her head. "What, and I have that sort of face? If anything, we were hired to protect them or bring them back from someone else who'd stolen them. I fucking hate livestock jobs, though. The smell alone...."

Ugh. "I've never used runes for sexual purposes."

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