[ Suffice to say, it's a lot to hear and a lot to process. Robyn is silent throughout, listening intently, brow furrowing more deeply as he goes on. The bit about the Deep Roads and the crazed Warden-Commander is new and she commits as much of it to memory as she can without writing Carver's story down. When he reaches the details of Corypheus, she does nod vaguely, remembering both Brennan and Dorian's recollections of the magister, of how he'd almost ended the world, though the Inquisition managed to stop him.
Imprisoned in a Grey Warden tower, though. Of course, they would have had something to do with it. A beast with influence over the Wardens to make them hear a false Calling. Briefly, she glances at Alistair, wondering how much of this he'd known and the effect it might have, or have had, on him, considering his great admiration for the order as a whole.
Once he quiets, she can't help but smile almost shakily, uttering a brief, breathy laugh. ]
Is that all? [ Maker, where to start? ] ... Well, it's just more to add to our diverse cast that the Inquisitor you remember is a qunari, considering the one here is obviously human, and Cullen swears up and down that 'she' is a dwarf.
[ Has Hawke been called anything but human? Female, yes, but not yet an elf, dwarf, or qunari. For a moment, she wonders if one of these many Thedases has a Warden in her place who is either a dwarf or qunari, since she'd already heard of an elf from Morrigan, months ago. ]
So, that's it, then. Corypheus is dead, thank the Maker, and we hope that it's permanent. [ Given that they'd thought him dead once, and since that hadn't been the truth... ] And the Wardens... turned to blood magic and demons to stave off the Calling, and when that became a blighted nightmare, they were - will be - exiled.
[ The urge to cover her face in her hands and groan is strong, but instead, she just takes several deep, sighing breaths. ]
Thank you, Carver. [ Robyn says, finally, looking to the younger Hawke. ] I know that was a lot to... share with us, but it does help to know it. [ She does smile more genuinely, now, adding: ] The only good bit of news I've got in return is that we have none of the infamous nightmares, if you haven't noticed yet. No connection, here, with the horde or the archdemon.
[ The silver lining on an otherwise murky and awful status for the Grey Wardens. ]
I know that things here are... frankly, a complete mess. [ The Warden says finally, glancing at her three brothers-in-arms. ] But, we are still of the same order. If there's anything I can ever do, I want you to know you can come and talk to me.
[ The Hero of Ferelden, constantly running errands for and hearing about the problems of every other living soul in the country. ]
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Imprisoned in a Grey Warden tower, though. Of course, they would have had something to do with it. A beast with influence over the Wardens to make them hear a false Calling. Briefly, she glances at Alistair, wondering how much of this he'd known and the effect it might have, or have had, on him, considering his great admiration for the order as a whole.
Once he quiets, she can't help but smile almost shakily, uttering a brief, breathy laugh. ]
Is that all? [ Maker, where to start? ] ... Well, it's just more to add to our diverse cast that the Inquisitor you remember is a qunari, considering the one here is obviously human, and Cullen swears up and down that 'she' is a dwarf.
[ Has Hawke been called anything but human? Female, yes, but not yet an elf, dwarf, or qunari. For a moment, she wonders if one of these many Thedases has a Warden in her place who is either a dwarf or qunari, since she'd already heard of an elf from Morrigan, months ago. ]
So, that's it, then. Corypheus is dead, thank the Maker, and we hope that it's permanent. [ Given that they'd thought him dead once, and since that hadn't been the truth... ] And the Wardens... turned to blood magic and demons to stave off the Calling, and when that became a blighted nightmare, they were - will be - exiled.
[ The urge to cover her face in her hands and groan is strong, but instead, she just takes several deep, sighing breaths. ]
Thank you, Carver. [ Robyn says, finally, looking to the younger Hawke. ] I know that was a lot to... share with us, but it does help to know it. [ She does smile more genuinely, now, adding: ] The only good bit of news I've got in return is that we have none of the infamous nightmares, if you haven't noticed yet. No connection, here, with the horde or the archdemon.
[ The silver lining on an otherwise murky and awful status for the Grey Wardens. ]
I know that things here are... frankly, a complete mess. [ The Warden says finally, glancing at her three brothers-in-arms. ] But, we are still of the same order. If there's anything I can ever do, I want you to know you can come and talk to me.
[ The Hero of Ferelden, constantly running errands for and hearing about the problems of every other living soul in the country. ]