Vlast snorts. It's the kind of sound that can convey a lot of information in a barely articulate noise; in this case there's the general sense that if the lodge weren't important to Riftwatch, he'd think it would be put to better use as kindling.

The horn decor really got under his thick hide.

"Before. Many, many times. My home world... there has not been peace in a long while, and the Darkspawn are only new to me in name and whatever the source of their corruption is."

He would suspect Void magics, the root of the worst aspects of dragon corruption in Tyria, but he is not sure if such a thing exists here. And if it does, would it go by the same name? Would it work similarly?

"You don't seem a stranger to conflict either."

Calm, not necessarily comfortable, perhaps, but acclimated to keeping watch.