"The Inquisition." The Templar answers curtly. "I doubt my answer surprises you." Now literally circling the mage much like a bird of prey, Alayre continues.
"Many seek asylum at Skyhold in favor of death. The hold is current home to thousands of wayfarers hoping to find freedom." He scoffs somewhat as that accursed word rolls off his lips. Freedom. Every blasted mage on this side of Thedas desires "freedom" but what of those who aren't magically incline? What do these people seek at Skyhold? This is the question no one ever asks.
"Whatever shall you do, Ser Mage? Linger within the Hinterlands further and tempt the limits of your pitiful mortality or flee to Skyhold?" The Templar finally stops circling the mage and settles at the man's left. He noticed earlier that the mage is right handed, so he stands on his left out of spite. While the mage's casting time is quick, Alayre suspects the mage will be three seconds or so slower than normal if he tries to aim a spell at him from this angle.
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"Many seek asylum at Skyhold in favor of death. The hold is current home to thousands of wayfarers hoping to find freedom." He scoffs somewhat as that accursed word rolls off his lips. Freedom. Every blasted mage on this side of Thedas desires "freedom" but what of those who aren't magically incline? What do these people seek at Skyhold? This is the question no one ever asks.
"Whatever shall you do, Ser Mage? Linger within the Hinterlands further and tempt the limits of your pitiful mortality or flee to Skyhold?" The Templar finally stops circling the mage and settles at the man's left. He noticed earlier that the mage is right handed, so he stands on his left out of spite. While the mage's casting time is quick, Alayre suspects the mage will be three seconds or so slower than normal if he tries to aim a spell at him from this angle.