"I have never even seen a real lion in the whole of my life," she continues. "One would think Orlais would be full of them, since we choose it as our symbol. Ferelden has its dogs, after all." And Ferelden was certainly... different. Quaint, she supposed. Though truth be told, Redcliffe seemed little different to the village in which she grew up. Not every place in Orlais was filled with men and women in masks and enough gold gilding to blind a person.

"Where are we meant to place these supplies?"