![]() So lost in frustration at cleaning the dust and rubble away, Saren took no notice of the newly christened Inquisitor stepping in until it was too late to stop his petty cursing. But this? His room had a literal hole in the wall and it was bringing back some memories of rats trying to nip at his feet. ![]() He once swore he’d never go back to the piss ridden hovel of a home he had to sleep in as a child. Now, Saren wasn’t a stranger to dirty quarters, but he had taken up his mantle as a swift-footed thief for a reason: to not live in filth. Skyhold, as Solas had called it ( seriously? what kind of cheesy name was that? ), looked as though a few ogres came through and held a week-long party in every corridor. ONLY desperate men would look at this place and think it worthy of their time - to steal from anyway. ![]()
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