crystal | there was a sound,

[broodypants]

It seems I have arrived when most are in Orzammar.

[A pause, that could either be excellent comedic timing or genuine awkwardness-- his flat tone of voice leaves it up to your sense of humor.]

Good luck with that.

The last time I was in this city, it had exploded into conflict. I was here at the heart of what has become known as the 'Kirkwall Rebellion'; before then, I here ten years. They were long and without peace. When the Circle rebelled, it felt... inevitable.

Perhaps things are more peaceful now.

[Another one of those weird pauses.]

Or perhaps the all the blood mages and abominations are in Orzammar.

I am Fenris. Ask what questions you wish. I do not know how many of you were here when this city became... what it now is. And I will ask in turn: Do you believe the city better for it? Less full of slavers and conjured demons?

This city was once famed for another rebellion entirely. How strange this most recent one has eclipsed it. Or perhaps this city is cursed to ever seek turmoil within its walls.

[So, yeah, he seems cheerful.]

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[broodypants]

The city was built by Tevinter's hands. The old Tevinter, by the the Magisters who worshiped dark gods and their own lust for power above all.

I do truly believe, at times, we still walk the paths of their curses in every city street. Especially in the dark, small places. Suffering makes magic its most powerful.

[rowancrowned]

And yet this place has not been abandoned, but continues to bustle with life despite all that is underneath.

Will you lodge in the Gallows?

[broodypants]

It is a crucial sea port. That is why it was built in the first place. Location breeds necessity.

It's where all my things are.