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[ombranera]

I will write back as soon as possible.

Regards, Zevran

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[ombranera]

Alistair. Members of the Inquisition cannot simply murder people without evidence. 'I saw a demon' is not evidence.

[byblow]

I'm not a member of the Inquisition.

[ He could conscript him, ride off with him. No one would ever know. But he wouldn't use the Wardens that way, no. ]

Fine. Middle of the night.

[ombranera]

You should be. It would offer your wardens greater resources.

[byblow]

We're discussing it. But if the Inquisition visibly controls us it has to condone us, too, and I think we can be more useful to them if they're not accoun--

[ He almost sounds like he knows what he's talking about for a moment there, which is something he ever strives to avoid when it comes to this sort of politicking. He stops short. Makes a noise. ]

You aren't going to distract me. He needs to be handled. If you think it would be good for Cade, we can invite him along.

[ombranera]

Careful, Alistair. It almost sounded like you were politically savvy for a moment.

[ And how terrible would that be? ]

I think it is up to Cade. I have suggested this and he has expressed reluctance. Do not hound him.

[byblow]

I don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about.

[ And a sigh. He still doesn't particularly want to talk to Cade; it's awkward, unpleasant, and the man still beat Beleth no matter what explanation he may have for it.

After a moment, he makes a sound like a disgruntled dog. Unlike deepstalkers and Orlesians, dogs are something he can imitate fairly well. ]

[ombranera]

Mhmm... [ This is the sound of an elf that believes you, Alistair. ]

I know, life is so very hard for a well meaning human.