[The feed cut in to the bottom half of a man's face. His mouth is twisted into a grimace of concentration, and for a few long moments he seems to be only fiddling with buttons. Then, a look of realization! He rights the camera and it focuses on his face]
Is this... recording me?
[It takes a few moments for the idea to settle. A bare bitter smirk
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[SUSPICIOUS MORRIGAN. But also a torso-length one, more or less. Her device is laying on a table inside her awesome room of potions and things. Is that some lyrium filling a few vials? Yes. Yes, it is.]
Has been long, indeed, since hearing that.
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You... I know you. At least, I'm fairly certain that I do.
[Oh look, familiar things!]
Is that lyruim, in those vials? How did you happen across such things in this place?
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[A glare? Slight confusion? Curiosity? Perhaps all three!]
A carpenter has saw and wood. A warrior, their blade and shield. I, a mage, have need of other things... But 'tis rare, indeed, for one to know of lyrium here.
Know you of Ferelden?
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Ah, yes. I spent a good part of my life living in Ferelden. And I know what lyrium is for, I simply wanted to know how you came across it. Having some on hand would be useful.
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The Warden is... No longer of concern here. Which only make my new sharing of that title all the more perplexing.
But this... Changes nothing. I surmise your confusion means only one thing: You are here without a deal having been struck, yes?
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Oh, so you're one of the ship's nannies, are you? Just what credentials does this Admiral fellow require? To hire one apostate and condemn another seems more than a little strange.
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The use of magic does not make us equal. Neither in views nor deed. What you have done to warrant arriving here is not for me to judge. Only guide, should it be decreed you are my student.
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