"You know the Fade better than I do," Robyn offers, shrugging lightly. "Does it feel like a dream?"

She had thought something similar, when she'd first arrived, as had many others from Thedas. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on what you thought of the place, Wonderland is real. It feels differently than her dreams, she thinks, though, perhaps most disturbingly, there is no connection to the Fade in the place. Another of its endless mysteries.

"I do know that you practice blood magic," she adds, almost sternly. "And though Connor's possession wasn't directly your doing, I also know how the Arl came to fall ill." They'd found Jowan in a cell, after all, and he'd been more than willing to share his story with them in hopes of freeing himself before being killed by demons (or any other dangerous passers-by). "I don't know why you first started it, but you can't continue that here, not when so many people might be put into danger."

For a much younger woman, she's sounding more and more like Wynne, these days.