Let us just pretend we spent another ten minutes wishing good things on each other's houses, yes? You didn't stop me to exchange pleasantries. Two of King Endrin's children now commissioned war-leaders. That's why I'm hoping for your help.įirst, let me congratulate you on your commission. (Laughs) You're a clever one, always have been. If I had a daughter, I'd give her to you and make you the noble you deserve to be. You're a credit to your race caste, Ser Gorim. Which leaves you plenty of time for our dear old friend, Lord Dace. It looks as if the heads of House Bemot and Meino are keeping your father busy.
I wish to speak to you of a matter most urgent. Many thanks for your willingness to hear me out, my lady. My Lady Aeducan, might I bother you for a moment? Who cares? Look at all the cheese and booze! It's going to be a good night. The Wardens only go where the darkspawn are the greatest threat.
The raid tomorrow must be more than a standard mission. A little blood always impresses the stuffed shirts.
Perhaps you should have a servant clean your armor first. But dwarven politics can complicate even the simplest events. Previously posted: Having just won the Proving, Bianca Aeducan heads to the feast being held in her honor.
