"Huh." And Bull snorts at that, almost looking amused. You know. In case it were funny, and not just sort of a sad commentary on humanity. "Guess elves get the short end of the stick no matter what world they're in."

Of course, they weren't exactly viewed as equal under the Qun, either. But they had a place, a purpose. He thinks of Gatt, who would have spent the rest of his life as a slave, keeping his master 'company', and who struggled with the Qun but still had a place far preferable to living in an alienage, or as a servant to some lord or another.

"Yeah. I mean, the story goes elves used to all have magic, way back when. They were immortal, too. Then shit went south, their empire collapsed, and now? They're more or less the same as anyone else. Sometimes they get mages crop up, most of the time not. Just as well. The ones living out in the wilds don't have a lot of ways of dealing with anyone who goes rogue or gets possessed. That's how Dalish ended up with us. Few too many mages in her clan, and she got kicked out."

Bull jerks a thumb over his shoulder.

"...this is gonna be a recurring theme. Just so you know."