"It's an asinine outlaw!" the Dragon bites, outraged and horrified at the thought. In Polnya, it is the opposite; the last king long ago decreed that all those with even the barest hint of magic must be set apart from non-magical households and trained properly in the arts. Before they hurt themselves or worse. "If your regents want unchecked and untrained apprentices unwittingly tearing holes through the realm, that is their sword to fall on! Your country will have far bigger problems if you don't school your wizards. You are right to preserve and rebuild."

He barely even discerns that this witch-woman's love of magic and learning warms him to her--just slightly. At the very least he is modifying his opinion to bear some pinch of respect for a fellow magic-user thirsty for knowledge. Perhaps she can be a decent resource for him... for the time being.

"Have you read much from the Inquisition libraries, or the ones down in Kirkwall?"