[center][b]Zeynep[/b][/center]

"Any form of magic bothers the Templars and Chantry," Zeynep mumbled ",I find the Circle of Magi are better then what the Qun does to mages but it still just a means of control, to enslave them and keep them wrapped around their finger. Eventually it will just lead to rebellion or worse, more weak mages making deals with demons." She stopped when her drink finally came to the table and quickly chugged it down in one go. Having to drink with a dwarf all these years, it became somewhat of a little game of her and Gavlan's to see who could drink the fastest. Unfortunately for Zeynep she all ways was on the loosing end but she would beat him one day.
"Shapeshifting magic, sounds interesting. My main gift in magic is force magic," Zeynep then added once she put the mug back on the table. All mages specializations manipulate energy but force mages revel in it. Zeynep was still somewhat new in it but she did enjoy the little force magic she knew and wanted to specialize in it.
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[center][b]Gavlan[/b][/center]

While Zeynep and Rasie were conversing, Gavlan had gone to wander around the bar with his drink, finding a few fellow dwarves he could speak with and get at least some news from Orzammar. Seemed that the last free thaig was having difficulty of its own in this time. The doors to the upper world had been sealed to prevent the darkspawn from entering that way from what he understood so the fight for Orzammar would be through the Deep Roads. He also heard tale of a grey warden coming to Orzammar to gain recruits and apparently had found the ancient legend of the Anvil of the Void though it had been destroyed. A shame Gavlan thought, he would of loved to see the days when Orzammar had the golems again but there was probably a reason why it had been destroyed. At least he could add the tale to his others and perhaps spruce it up a bit for the fun of things. Then there was news about how a new king had been chosen but Gavlan didn't catch who it had been.