There's something disconcertingly disarming about having someone in this miserable city finally, finally address him by his rightfully-earned title--all the more so when it comes that quickly on the heels of a casually-flung racial slur. Even with the other mages here, it's been 'Mister' or 'Serah' from the start, as if they can't recognize an enchanter at a glance from the colors and patterns of rank on his robes.
The fashions of Hasmal's Circle had always been a bit more Tevinter-inspired than the others, situated on the border as they were, and so perhaps there is something fitting about a magister being the only one to acknowledge his position--but no. To say so would be to give both Atticus and the human Inquisition mages the benefit of the doubt, and Vandelin doesn't make a habit of doing that for anyone.
"Oh, I have no doubt it would," he says, the flicker of appreciation fading from his eyes and leaving them a touch harder than before. "I've heard so many stories. I've always thought I might like to see the ancient bells in the Vivazzi Plaza myself. And what is it they say about the Proving Arena? 'A green jewel in a city of stone?' It's just that you can't be too careful with the travel arrangements. Everyone I know who's experienced your 'hospitality' had a hell of a time getting away from it. You seem to love the elven people so much you just can't bear to let us go. Of course I'm flattered, don't think I'm not, but--I don't have the time to get caught up in sightseeing. You understand."
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The fashions of Hasmal's Circle had always been a bit more Tevinter-inspired than the others, situated on the border as they were, and so perhaps there is something fitting about a magister being the only one to acknowledge his position--but no. To say so would be to give both Atticus and the human Inquisition mages the benefit of the doubt, and Vandelin doesn't make a habit of doing that for anyone.
"Oh, I have no doubt it would," he says, the flicker of appreciation fading from his eyes and leaving them a touch harder than before. "I've heard so many stories. I've always thought I might like to see the ancient bells in the Vivazzi Plaza myself. And what is it they say about the Proving Arena? 'A green jewel in a city of stone?' It's just that you can't be too careful with the travel arrangements. Everyone I know who's experienced your 'hospitality' had a hell of a time getting away from it. You seem to love the elven people so much you just can't bear to let us go. Of course I'm flattered, don't think I'm not, but--I don't have the time to get caught up in sightseeing. You understand."