The Tevinter flavoring of his name doesn't go unnoticed, but nor does she seem to mind. The Hanged Man sees all types, and that of an easygoing merc is common enough not to to raise any red flags on its own. "I like 'Krem', it's faster." Short and to the point, like a certain dwarf.

She chuckles dryly at the question in between sips, unwinding a little more with each one. "What, you haven't heard that we get a mansion each in Hightown? Complete with a swimming pool filled with the gold coins, for when mere water isn't enough. It's an easy life, I tell ya.

...nah, the pay sucks for all the hours and amount of shit we have to put up with. I think the nobles expect the Inquisition to deal with the worst problems; and fair enough, I wouldn't know what to do about demons and whatever. But we still have plenty of smaller problems and most of them don't just go away because of what's happening in the wider world."