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| - All comments take place inside tombs during the quest The Tomb of Fairel. ───────
* Inquisitor: There's the door.
* Blackwall: The sooner we're gone, the better.
* Inquisitor: Is that the voice of experience?
* Blackwall: Years ago, I was hunting in the Silent Plains. Darkspawn, you know.
* Blackwall: Years ago, I was hired to find a man who'd gone missing in the Silent Plains.
* Blackwall: It's pure dust out there. Fine as ash. A breeze can choke you for days.
* Blackwall: But I was with stout men. Like Wilfred. Wet behind the ears, but Maker, he was eager to prove himself.
* Blackwall: We made camp, said we'd have stories once we got back home. Then the storm blew in. ───────
* Inquisitor: Another tomb.
* Blackwall: At least we'll have shelt
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| - All comments take place inside tombs during the quest The Tomb of Fairel. ───────
* Inquisitor: There's the door.
* Blackwall: The sooner we're gone, the better.
* Inquisitor: Is that the voice of experience?
* Blackwall: Years ago, I was hunting in the Silent Plains. Darkspawn, you know.
* Blackwall: Years ago, I was hired to find a man who'd gone missing in the Silent Plains.
* Blackwall: It's pure dust out there. Fine as ash. A breeze can choke you for days.
* Blackwall: But I was with stout men. Like Wilfred. Wet behind the ears, but Maker, he was eager to prove himself.
* Blackwall: We made camp, said we'd have stories once we got back home. Then the storm blew in. ───────
* Inquisitor: Another tomb.
* Blackwall: At least we'll have shelter if the wind comes up.
* Inquisitor: Will there be a storm?
* Blackwall: Better pray not. I was caught in a desert storm once. We dug in, expecting sand, but what we got was rain.
* Blackwall: Never seen anything like it. We climbed some rocks, but it was days until the waters went down.
* Blackwall: Lost our supplies in the flood. For a while, I thought we'd end up starving. Or bashing in Wilfred's head for a stew. ───────
* Inquisitor: Got it.
* Blackwall: Not a moment too soon.
* Inquisitor: You still haven't explained how you didn't starve in the desert.
* Blackwall: Wilfred found berries growing on top of the rocks we were stranded on. It was that or nothing.
* Inquisitor: You sound eager to leave.
* Blackwall: I was stranded in a desert once. Ran out of food. One of the men I was with found some little purple berries for us.
* Blackwall: An hour later, he started screaming. We both started screaming.
* Inquisitor: Poison?
* Blackwall: Er... no. I wouldn't call it that.
* Blackwall: I was convinced a ring of nugs was singing sea shanties to us for two nights running. ───────
* Inquisitor: Let's see what's in this one.
* Blackwall: Fine, but let's not linger.
* Inquisitor: Not fond of deserts after what you've been through?
* Blackwall: I didn't even tell you the worst of it. We woke up three days later. No armor. Surrounded by hungry ghasts.
* Blackwall: The last time I was in a desert, I woke up to find ghasts stealing our weapons and armor.
* Blackwall: The first thing I saw was the little monsters trying to drag us off into some dank pit.
* Sera: Wait, wait, wait. Ghasts... pits... Ghast-holes?
* Blackwall: I'm never telling this story again.
* Sera: (Snickers.)
* Inquisitor: How did you escape?
* Blackwall: You'd be surprised what a man armed with a rock and a headache can do. ───────
* Inquisitor: I've never seen a rune like this before. Is this what the Venatori were after?
* Blackwall: Men have died in the desert for worse things.
* Inquisitor: But not you?
* Blackwall: Wilfred. Damn fool survived a flood, a bout of madness, ghasts, even a wyvern that stalked us halfway out of that wasteland...
* Blackwall: A day out from civilization, he did the stupidest thing you can do in a desert.
* Inquisitor: What's that?
* Blackwall: Tried to steal someone's water while he was sleeping.
* Blackwall: Sometimes, even after they take the armor... some people just aren't fit to be Wardens.
* Blackwall: Maker help us, we left the idiot bastard's bones where they lay.
* Blackwall: Took a week with the bounciest doxy in Hunter Fell to put the desert from my mind. ───────
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