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the existence of the elven gods is nothing compared to the revelation that everything they'd understood about the blight was wrong, she's spent the days since simmering in anger and its made her more intimidating than she intends to be, if the way everyone in the marshes tiptoes around her is any indication.

she's reading over the warden's research on the new blight when she hears someone step into the open entryway of her makeshift office, only half processing the new presence when as she turns her page and reads something that has her brows deepening further " if it's another report you can just leave it on ... " she glances up mid sentence, pausing when she processes yellow eyes and a tattoo just as evka described. she stands from her chair and steps around the table to meet them, willing a warm if slightly tired smile to her face " at last, you must be rook. i've heard much about you from the wardens who were at weisshaupt, i wont pretend i haven't been eager to meet the one that put old jowin on his ass " maker rest his soul, of course " i think we're due a more serious conversation first, however "

after the disaster that had become of weisshaupt, rook has spent nearly every hour since trying to aid what remains of the order here.

it isn't nearly enough.

still, they haven't yet decided whether to count the death of the first warden among their failures or as a little blessing of sorts. he is decidedly more useful this way, but his rank and file have been all but decimated, davrin is grieving, and the single most lauded living warden — the hero of ferelden — has come from the south to see the mess they've made of their centre of command.

she's expecting you. evka had said, sounding only vaguely like she'd just ratted them out to the local guard. and despite her tone and rook's trepidation, they still wander closer to her door. “ if it's another report— ” rook swipes a spot of darkspawn blood from beneath their eye and steels themself for the worst. they haven't had the best luck of late with trying to run varric's operation for him. but it seems, this time, they're pleasantly surprised.