It twists a laugh out of him, that. Soft and strained but- a laugh none the less. "Ah, but now I am the supposed Herald. It would be a feather in their cap unless I make myself a greater political entity. It is impolitic to take contracts on wardens. There is no true precedent for being someone with a glowing green hand that seals holes in the fade. Aside from that- I'd heard rumors of Tevinter mages wandering about Antiva. This is...not so small a thing, whatever it is."
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Date: 2016-07-01 03:43 pm (UTC)