"Good, the rules are - imbibe a lot of wine, talk about how amazing Fereldan is as much as possible, and possibly get into a fist fight with an Orlesian. That's about as Fereldan as you can get, outside of loving dogs." He nodded his head solemnly, before his dark eyes widened a bit.

"I was little when we ran from Fereldan -- but I heard later on that it got ... pretty hairy over there."