"Lately," he agrees, the dryness of his tone easily enough explained by his significantly Starkhaven accent. Could not be more clearly not any other time from Orlais if he had actually answered, as he might well have done, with aye. "Bit of a changed place, now her majesty's arse is feeling a bit more firm on its seat."

Bit less profitable, in other words, though whether or not Myr has heard that the blacksmith has another occupation from time to time - who can say. He didn't come here as a soldier, whatever he may have been while he was in Orlais.

The time will come when he puts hammer down and picks up axe; it's inevitable.

But it's not today.