[You must be very poor. Is what Yngvi would say were he privy to this. Because he is a rude child. It'd be a love tap okay, he's small so he'd need a box, or a ladder, or to hang upside down and swing at you Val which would actually be incredibly dramatic. There could be bards. Music. Some fop to write it all down.]

I was in Nevarra then. Got hired to do a job for someone with...five last names? Drank some of the corpse perfume.

[Tastes better than it smells, try it.]

I'm a dwarf. I think I know how dwarf babies are made, just like I know the way humans and elves do it is disgusting and noisy and smelly. Our way is better. Bet the Qunari way is incredible but good luck asking them. And you could've fooled me, you talk as much as a merchant does, so what are you then? Just some rich ponce's wordy thing that goes about saying he doesn't waste time with Kirkwall when Kirkwall was where Tevinter spent a lot of time in forever ago so clearly, it was definitely worthy of time. Important things happen there. A Chantry blew up there. Qunari happened. Orlais is only having a civil war because Ferelden did and it needs to do it louder and with bad songs.