She's talking about Dalish elves you blinkered plum, most of their worldly goods are looking down on city elves while they shit in the woods. Least dwarf lords are down below so you don't need to listen to them.

[Kicks down your door, the foreign affairs correspondent has arrived. His city elf and elf-blooded bosses are nodding their approval from somewhere out in Thedas right now.]

So some ancient pot to piss in that they'll say is from Arlathan is lost boo-fuckin'-hoo.