"Why am I the only one that has to clear rubble?" "Because you're the one responsible for us being trapped, infant!" "Keep digging!" "I'll make this simple:" "Help us, you live." "Live?" "In that pit of a prison?" "Unlikely." "How did you get caught up with Saarebas?" "You got coins, lovey?" "'Cause chopping or stabbing is the same to me." "A mercenary..." "I can respect that." "What the mage buy you with?" "Freedom." "Looks like it was just a loan..." "Lovey." "What's he doing with that mask?" "Where is he headed?" "I got hung out by him, sure, but my lips don't move for free." "Again!" "Put some arm into it next time." "Hold on!" "Can't you see she's a Reaver?" "Pain means nothing to her." "And if I'm in the right mood, then pain is alright." "You wanna go?" "Pass." "You're old news to a girl like me." "Leave her." "I'll send guards later." "Hey!" "Light!" "Hey, it's stinkin' dark in here!" "A little information would be nice, but we don't need her." "We can follow the mage with your tracking device." "No..." "The phylactery was broken during the fight." "There's no salvaging it." "You're kidding, right?" "Oh, I'm sorry..." "You wouldn't joke about anything." "So we don't know where he's going, what he's up to, even why he's got a hostage?" "[Nyree laughs]" "I do!" "We need to shorten this process, Reaver?" "Stop!" "You're hired." "Half now, half after we capture the mage." "I assume that's about 20 times your regular rate...?" "You're not that pretty." "Name is Nyree." "I'm yours, elf." "Command me." "Where did you get that?" "Oh!" "Your Keeper's wagon." "I'll give you the bag back later." "That's my clan's savings, you can't just steal it!" "Can't what?" "!" "Hire up a set of hands that helps us, rather than near kills us?" "She's right!" "If it wasn't for your incompetence," "I'd have that mage's corpse on my shoulder by now!" "I thought the Chantry wanted him alive..." "Of course!" "I remember your sorry face from the prison..." "I was there..." "What of it?" "Shoving those mages up and down the hall, back and forth." "Even had bets on what went on in that weird cell..." "Runes on the door damp the screams, ey?" "Our task is to manage magic users!" "Sure, I've seen you manage!" "Alright, you two!" "We're gonna play nice together, got it?" "You!" "Tell me where the mage is going." "An elvish ruin." "The cinder mount?" "Sure..." "What's with the cinder mount?" "The mask..." "A sacrifice." "Ripping the Fade open." "He must be using blood magic, as he did here." "That's why he has Fina." "He'll..." "No." "No!" "Let's keep digging." "We should have never have left her, we should have ran!" "How far is this place, Nyree?" "We were on our way down Rowan Way, about a day into Wildervale." "My blade will sure smile slicing through that mage." "Tall and sinewy." "Will be hard for us to catch them." "I made a mistake back there." "We won't consider that elf girl again." "I'll get this mission done and mage delivered." "If you win our duel..." "Of course." "There's a shortcut through the Vimmark mountains." "We can be half a day ahead if we hurry." "How do you know about this shortcut?" "My people have no home but the road." "We know all the byways, just..." "Let's hurry!" "[Cairn] What do you know about these ruins?" "It's an ancient place of power from our people's time in Elvhenan." "Not our, yours." "Continue." "The veil between the Fade and our world is thin there." "Using that mask gonna create an army of demons, he said." "Heading to Kirkwall, destroy the Qunari..." "And then the Chantry." "And from there, who knows?" "Sounded like the side to be on though." "But why?" "He's pissed at the world!" "Raised as an animal..." "Collared..." "Used as a weapon..." "I'd destroy all that's in front of me too." "There!" "In the valley, that's the inn I spoke about." "Let's eat." "Gather our strength." "We shouldn't linger..." "The mage's party is smaller now, they'll move more quickly." "Like I said, this shortcut has us hours ahead of them, and no one wants to get to Fina more than me." "Alright, we're eating!" "Stop talking about it." "Meals, please." "And mead." "She's paying." "Fade that!" "Take it out of your tip." "My folks owned an inn." "But my mother would never serve slop like this." "An inn?" "Where?" "Up north." "Nevarra." "[Tallis] Home of the dragon hunters!" "Is it true you had to slay a dragon to become a Reaver, Nyree?" "Not a solo, but yeah." "[Josmael] That's amazing!" "[Nyree] Drank the beast's blood spurting from its sawed off neck!" "I fought beside mighty Templar Cassandra, in fact." "[Cairn] Head of the Seekers?" "You have powerful friends." "I didn't say we were friends." "[Tallis] So you went from an innkeeper's daughter to a Reaver?" "That leap is not a narrow one." "What?" "Parents abused you?" "Spurned by a lover?" "Avenging a child, perhaps?" "How about just getting to scare a man dead with a look?" "Or frenzy the more I bleed, uh?" "'Cause that's all the reason I needed." "Suppose that's as good a reason as any." "What about you, Tallis?" "Do you track people all the time for the Qunari?" "Hopefully." "If I complete this mission, I get to be Tallis again." "Permanent." "[Josmael] I thought your name was Tallis..." "It's only on loan." "The Qunari use titles." "Until a few days ago I was just a common laborer." "What they call an Athlok." "Your combat skills are slightly beyond a laborer's." "Of course they are." "I was demoted." "[Nyree] So what went wrong?" "A mission." "Several, actually." "The last one was was in Orlais." "An art collector there had an object the Qunari wanted, but he refused to part with it." "So I was tasked to break in." "Take it." "Leave no trace." "Turns out he was a collector of many rare things..." "Including little girls." "Maker!" "Yeah, four of them." "Chained in his bedroom..." "Slaves." "So I freed them." "They demoted you for that?" "I finished the mission, but uh..." "As far as leave no trace..." "They never found all the Nobleman's body parts." "The Qunari do not take kindly to renegade behavior, and it wasn't my first offense." "But you'd been a slave yourself, correct?" "You couldn't just leave those children there." "You're smarter than you look." "And you're less glib than you act." "Ooh, a compliment!" "Shall we rent a room then?" "Tell me, do you have to flirt all the time?" "I don't... have to." "I like to!" "Well, control it." "You blush it just encourages me." "Enemies, huh?" "Ah, blast!" "I wasn't finished with this crap tasting stew." "Subtitle:" "Dani Figueiredo." "Who told us about the shortcut?" "Oh, that's right!" "The little elf did."