[Well, this is a fancy operation. He thought Hawke's estate was grand, but this... it could rival most of the Magister estates in Tevinter. Fenris wanders around, eyeing the trappings all around him.
He's still prefer a dank hole somewhere, but this feels like a safe place. Eventually, he makes his way over to her.]
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He's still prefer a dank hole somewhere, but this feels like a safe place. Eventually, he makes his way over to her.]
So this is where you run the Inquisition.