Tempering some children to weapons for the same cost as steel and iron at market? [Mmm what's good Marisol?] The Inquisition sabotages itself readily and willingly enough, it needs no audio, let alone from those who lie so close to Tevinter's door. I am willing to come and lend my aid.

[Ready to get of Kirkwall for a time too after the current mess unfolding around everyone.]

There are limits to that which I can be, forms that I prefer for going unseen, for combat, for exploring. Ravens are often overlooked I have found, able to fit through most gaps, and what dark terrible place is absent a giant spider.

[Just gonna sit back. Sip her wine. Look dramatic and goth suave about all this.]