Justice would count, no doubt. But Hawke doesn't discuss Justice, or the man it inhabits, not even with people she likes. Varric, maybe, or any of the others if she ever ran into them. But no one new. No one who didn't know him at the time.
"Nothing so uncomplicated," she answers smootthly, which is true if misleading. "Ghosts, once, or something weirdly like them. And scores of blood mages and demons." She shakes her head. "Moral of the story: don't weaken the Veil under your city. Pity the magisters who built the place didn't learn that one."
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Date: 2015-07-09 02:29 pm (UTC)"Nothing so uncomplicated," she answers smootthly, which is true if misleading. "Ghosts, once, or something weirdly like them. And scores of blood mages and demons." She shakes her head. "Moral of the story: don't weaken the Veil under your city. Pity the magisters who built the place didn't learn that one."