Ellana takes a seat across from Lacey and lifts an eyebrow. Well, it seems she's studying the one topic Ellana knows the least about. Even though she's read a great deal since arriving at Skyhold, Ellana has only gotten glimpses of the Chantry through her readings of other topics. And of course she grew up on tales of the horrors of the Exalted Marches the Chantry set out against the elves.

"I'm afraid my education is lacking there. We Dalish elves worship our own gods, not the Maker as the Chantry does. I can tell you some things, but others can give you more. A Chantry sister will talk your ear off, and give you a very biased account. The average Andrastian may be a bit more balanced."

Her eyes drift to the stack of books before back at the woman.

"My name is Ellana, by the way."