Jun 30
Imagine being one of Emmrich’s students.
You go back to Treviso to make sure your family is ok and you see your esteemed, mid-50s professor ziplining across the city rooftops like a complete maniac.
He’s jingling like a walking bazaar while he’s ziplining because apparently half of Thedas’s gold is hanging off him, and he’s casually hanging out with one of the deadliest Antivan Crows and some decades-younger absolute snack who is constantly batting their eyelashes at him.
How do you even attend his lecture after that
So, hear me out: Emmrich Volkarin is the Thedosian equivalent of Indiana Jones.
I was struck with inspiration.
