She nods at his words. Yes, it did feel a bit like that. A foundation they were placing. She might even see the outcome of it, one day, if she ever bothers to poke her head out of the Fade once and a while. Maybe do a little meddling--Flemeth wasn't there to do it anymore, after all.
But no need to share that with this man.
"I did, actually. And a throne. Big and ostentatious. Overlooked the main hall. Didn't see much use, but it made a statement." Mostly for judgements--the official kind. She did plenty of silent judging without it. "Well, they gave me the title of Inquisitor to go along with Herald of Andraste--I collected a few more as time progressed, of course--And after that, I spent most of my time trying to establish diplomatic ties, and rooting out Corypheus' plans and stopping them. The mages and templars, as mentioned. He had Venatori try something with the Grey Wardens--ended up taking a dip in the Fade during that. I do not recommend it, spiders everywhere."
Wait--were there going to be spiders when she left with Solas? Shit. Maybe he'd know a place in the Fade that didn't have spiders.
"It eventually came to pass that we found out that Corypheus was seeking an ancient elven artifact--an eluvian." She turns to Felassan. "I'm sure you heard of them, yes? Mirrors that could transport our ancestors around, like stepping through a door." Because obviously Felassan, a perfectly nice Dalish, would have heard of the ancient, old dusty artifacts of their old, dusty ancestors. "Corypheus meant to use one to step into the Fade, and acquire the power of a god. I'm not sure how that would work, all I got was a great deal of spiders--then again, I am no Magister. But he found a working eluvian..."
Here she turns to face him properly, stopping on the sidewalk. "...In a temple to Mythal, an incredible site that was still fully standing. And fully functional. Even still well guarded, if you can believe it." It's hard to reconcile the excitement she had felt, walking the temple, seeing such an intact part of the civilization of her ancestors, with what she knew about Mythal now. But she could still appreciate what it had stood for, and surely, another Dalish would appreciate it as well.
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But no need to share that with this man.
"I did, actually. And a throne. Big and ostentatious. Overlooked the main hall. Didn't see much use, but it made a statement." Mostly for judgements--the official kind. She did plenty of silent judging without it. "Well, they gave me the title of Inquisitor to go along with Herald of Andraste--I collected a few more as time progressed, of course--And after that, I spent most of my time trying to establish diplomatic ties, and rooting out Corypheus' plans and stopping them. The mages and templars, as mentioned. He had Venatori try something with the Grey Wardens--ended up taking a dip in the Fade during that. I do not recommend it, spiders everywhere."
Wait--were there going to be spiders when she left with Solas? Shit. Maybe he'd know a place in the Fade that didn't have spiders.
"It eventually came to pass that we found out that Corypheus was seeking an ancient elven artifact--an eluvian." She turns to Felassan. "I'm sure you heard of them, yes? Mirrors that could transport our ancestors around, like stepping through a door." Because obviously Felassan, a perfectly nice Dalish, would have heard of the ancient, old dusty artifacts of their old, dusty ancestors. "Corypheus meant to use one to step into the Fade, and acquire the power of a god. I'm not sure how that would work, all I got was a great deal of spiders--then again, I am no Magister. But he found a working eluvian..."
Here she turns to face him properly, stopping on the sidewalk. "...In a temple to Mythal, an incredible site that was still fully standing. And fully functional. Even still well guarded, if you can believe it." It's hard to reconcile the excitement she had felt, walking the temple, seeing such an intact part of the civilization of her ancestors, with what she knew about Mythal now. But she could still appreciate what it had stood for, and surely, another Dalish would appreciate it as well.