"Work seems to carry a certain momentum, whether you desire it or even realize it. I think I understand. And that political savvy could serve you well here, especially once you learn more about Thedas and is tangled web of issues. You're not wrong, either; it would be an ideal time, if we didn't have to expend nearly all our efforts to finding and defeating the being who created all these rifts to begin with. Demons pouring into our world tends to take precedence." Inessa shrugs, not exactly thrilled for her fellow mages that everything is put on hold, but it is what it is, and railing against it won't fix anything.

"I am not the best person to speak on their behalf, regardless. I am a mage, yes, but I am also a Grey Warden. My departure from the Circle would be seen as legal, no matter what. And Grey Wardens are supposed to be apolitical, given our singular focus." Though yes, her tone does indicate that doesn't happen a lot of the time.

"I'm not familiar with the Drone grape, but perhaps Antivan wine will be an acceptable substitute. Spiced and heated above a fire, it does much to take away the weariness that comes of wilderness treks." And they're closing in on the camp, too. The tents can be seen by now.