It would figure that they would have to pass through the Hinterlands on the way back from Therinfal Redoubt. They seem like an endless maze of land sometimes, often Étienne wondered what prompted Emperor Florian to ever decide he wanted to own it. The De Belleroses were staunch supporters of Empress Celene's hard-won peace if only for the trade and economics of it, but privately Étienne agreed with what he was certain was their other reasoning: Ferelden, as a whole, was best left to Fereldens.
With stragglers of danger still left behind in the wild green hills and mountains, there was certainly some work that could be done by their small contingent, and Étienne was assigned to be the one to find and make contact with the Inquisition's main forces in the area. Something about him being the civil and difficult to ruffle sort.
Maybe you're wearing the Inquisition's heraldry, maybe not and you just look like you might know a bit about the area. Either way Étienne approaches cautiously, his voice even and slightly accented that gives away his Orlesian heritage even if the overly-pretentious long name has yet to come into play.
"Pardon me, by chance would you know where the nearest Inquisition camp is?"
Étienne Charbonneau De Bellrose | Native OC
It would figure that they would have to pass through the Hinterlands on the way back from Therinfal Redoubt. They seem like an endless maze of land sometimes, often Étienne wondered what prompted Emperor Florian to ever decide he wanted to own it. The De Belleroses were staunch supporters of Empress Celene's hard-won peace if only for the trade and economics of it, but privately Étienne agreed with what he was certain was their other reasoning: Ferelden, as a whole, was best left to Fereldens.
With stragglers of danger still left behind in the wild green hills and mountains, there was certainly some work that could be done by their small contingent, and Étienne was assigned to be the one to find and make contact with the Inquisition's main forces in the area. Something about him being the civil and difficult to ruffle sort.
Maybe you're wearing the Inquisition's heraldry, maybe not and you just look like you might know a bit about the area. Either way Étienne approaches cautiously, his voice even and slightly accented that gives away his Orlesian heritage even if the overly-pretentious long name has yet to come into play.
"Pardon me, by chance would you know where the nearest Inquisition camp is?"