"Being an elf is why the Crows chose me, I suppose. Humans find us attractive." And it is easy to sneak about when you look like one of many servants in the household. "But aside from that? I consider myself Antivan first. I cannot think of a City elf that has had a similar life to mine aside from, perhaps, their being a Crow as well."

Though if they weren't one of his and they were a Crow? They were probably dead. Or. About to be dead.

"At least you do not have this-" He taps the tattoo on his cheek. "Any human sees an elf with a tattoo and thinks 'Dalish'. Some Dalish see the tattoo and think 'weird northern Dalish'. I have had several attempt to count me as one of 'The People' or a 'Proper Elven Hero' I am an elf. I failed to die during the blight. I am not their hero."

He is no one's hero.

"True enough."