#dragonageobsessed

My off the cuff translation:

Do not be sorrowful, my heart,

The way of endurance rewards, and

Guides you to our love,

And our joy

- Solas

Noble: Those men who came to speak to you at the manor. Who were they?

Servant: My brother and several of his friends. They asked about Ambassador Briala.

Noble: They didn’t think she was staying with me, surely.

Servant: No Sire, they asked when I last saw her. We were once friends, remember?

Noble: I’d forgotten that you knew Briala.

Servant: When I lived in the palace, prior to working for you. We’ve barely spoken since.

Noble: Oh, I wasn’t accusing you of anything. I know how elven servants can be.

—

Noble: How odd that more men show up at the manor to speak with you, you and not I.

Servant: I apologise sire. I had never met those men before.

Noble: And what did they need? Nothing unsavoury I hope.

Servant: I would never do anything to jeopardise your reputation, Sire.

Servant: They asked about ruins, something I found when I was a child. Rather strange they knew about it at all.

—

Noble: How is it you know anything about ruins?

Servant: You forget sire, before I became a servant at the palace, I was with one of the Dalish clans.

Noble: Ah, yes. I keep forgetting because you don’t have those ridiculous markings on your face.

Servant: I was too young. Long ago as it was, I remember the Arbor Wilds as if it were yesterday.

—

Servant: Sire. You should know those men approached me again.

Noble: Again? The last time they came to the manor, I told them to leave you be!

Servant: They came to me in the market. They claim I misdirected them, but I swear I didn’t.

Noble: No need to worry. I am your patron, not them. I won’t bow to Tevinter scum, that’s for certain.

—

Noble: You are worrying Madame with your shouting during the night. Not to mention the other servants.

Servant: I can’t help it, Sire. A woman comes to me in my dreams, and she whispers things.

Noble: You mustn’t say that. Not in public. People will think you’ll be taken by a demon.

Just an interesting note I picked up from Zevran in my recent DAO playthrough. He notes this in Haven when you discover the bloody altar in the house just on the left as you enter I believe. I didn’t remember this line, which has some rather interesting implications.

- Spire: Orlesian tavern song mentioning "skyholde" by name as a fanciful utopia, but also claiming nugs with wings and a dragon that blows bubbles.