[Maric scratches absently behind the hound's ears as an increasingly horrified look spreads across his face. Not in Thedas? Then where is he?
At least before, he could conceivably be rescued, even if it meant risking the entire army to do so. Arl Rendorn would insist on it--the line of Calenhad the Great was far too important and must be preserved. But if there was magic involved...]
...Oh. And I'm going to assume that there are ways to get back? Because I was in the middle of something rather important. Life and death, actually.
[He blinks at her name. Of course he recognizes it. The Couslands have been staunch supporters of the rebel cause since his grandfather's time and Highever has suffered for it under the Orlesian occupation. He bows, taking advantage of the courtly manners he was taught and rarely uses.]
Forgive me, my lady. I didn't realize that Teyrn Cousland had a daughter. I also didn't realize that there were any Fereldan Grey Wardens. What with them being banned from the country and all.
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At least before, he could conceivably be rescued, even if it meant risking the entire army to do so. Arl Rendorn would insist on it--the line of Calenhad the Great was far too important and must be preserved. But if there was magic involved...]
...Oh. And I'm going to assume that there are ways to get back? Because I was in the middle of something rather important. Life and death, actually.
[He blinks at her name. Of course he recognizes it. The Couslands have been staunch supporters of the rebel cause since his grandfather's time and Highever has suffered for it under the Orlesian occupation. He bows, taking advantage of the courtly manners he was taught and rarely uses.]
Forgive me, my lady. I didn't realize that Teyrn Cousland had a daughter. I also didn't realize that there were any Fereldan Grey Wardens. What with them being banned from the country and all.