A crinkle of his nose. “Oh god, no. I say I, but this place doesn’t actually belong to me personally. It’s more like Riftwatch with the Gallows, or the Inquisition with Skyhold, from what I heard. This is the headquarters of the Masters of the Mystic Arts, and has been for centuries. They’re all the funny people you see scurrying about in robes.”
There’s a beat, then, “The non-Theodosians scurrying about in robes.”
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There’s a beat, then, “The non-Theodosians scurrying about in robes.”