As did the Old Gods to the Magisters of Tevinter. You might read from the Canticle of Threnodies or if you haven't heard it, I would be glad to speak to you of it, this is what I've done for years in Markham, taught the Chant, given the guidance a Brother might but it is clear in what it says. That they whispered to the men of Tevinter who heard and raised altars, and in exchage there were more hushed whispers for the darkest magic.

[Had this one come before or after the quarantine? He'll have to find her Division leader, ask why any of this is allowed. The Dalish he can understand when the Dalish have long been here but this is a danger.]

There is always death. There is always suffering. The Maker sheds a tear for the suffering of those who don't deserve it but this is the world where the Maker's own prophet was murdered, betrayed by her husband of flesh and blood which caused the Maker to turn from us again. You should care not for what I think but for what the Chantry thinks for the Chantry will have a say in all this. The Inquisition will not last forever.