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[arcaneadvisor]

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[arcaneadvisor]

When you are a woman grown?

[What a strange concept. Then she was just Morrigan if her mother was in a good mood, or girl. So. It's not as if she had anything else to compare it to.]

You are very much worth bothering with. What does he do then, when he is here?

[elegiaque]

The number of people who don't seem to have noticed that is constantly astonishing to me.

( some of them are more annoying about it than others. jeannot and his stupid friend, for instance.

but the not small moment of warmth she feels being so described by morrigan is much more compelling than either of them. )

But Alexander is a blacksmith. Which I think even in the Free Marches is a strange occupation for a nobleman - he learned his trade in Orzammar.

[arcaneadvisor]

Many will see only what they wish to see. That says rather more about them than it ever will about you.

[See: literally everything anyone says or thinks or breathes about Morrigan, even the edge of a look they might give her.]

I was unaware Orzammar would take in a human, let alone a Free Marcher. They were very much for tradition last I suffered being there. Tis a stuffy place, and I say that not regarding the heat and the rock above ones head. All that tradition, tis worse than any surface court. Though I suppose there is no better place to learn unless he joined the Qun and then I believe he would be rather less taken with you.

[elegiaque]

He strikes me as prone to achieving the things he sets out to do. I suppose he set out to learn and did.

( 'suppose' nothing. her admiration is hard to miss. )

So I have to be glad he did it this way. I wouldn't prefer the alternative.

( being in the qun. being less taken with her. )

[arcaneadvisor]

The Inquisition has been sorely lacking in such individuals. One could say the same of you; no one else writes of the Inquisition, for the Inquisition after all.

[And while she's proud, she's intrigued, trying to imagine what the possible outcomes of this might be. So few things are ever truly down to just chance or happenstance.]

I must tell you of the Qunari that travelled with us during the Blight. What a singularly striking individual he was though he cared more small kittens on the road and his blade than other matters.

[Also art but she would like to deliver that bit in person.]