Old Friends, New Secrets

Zevran smiled warmly and shook his head. Oh, no you didn't rush me, the job just took an unexpected turn, but you know how that can be. He said with a shrug. Plans rarely went as planned, though if they did, it would make his life a lot easier. He stretched his neck while they walked. Zevran had been busy the last month, so the only place he'd been sleeping was on the ground or in the occasional tavern room. He really needed a job with better hours, and perhaps better pay. 

Things have been pretty great since we took out House Arainai, though we don't want to stop there. On top of our work with the Red Jennies, we've been doing some work with the Rivaini rebellion as well, since our goals are somewhat aligned. He said with a grin and followed her into the room. When she produced a bottle, he nodded eagerly and took a drink. It tasted quite nice after his travels. Then it was time to get down to business. He couldn't say he was altogether surprised at her question, considering the position that Fran was now in within the Ferelden Kingdom. 

Well, a lot of what I know is public knowledge. Who her biological paternal family is and such. There's also her connection to the Crows via her mother. I've heard some interesting rumours on that account, but I can't say for sure whether they are just rumours or more than that. He'd always been torn between feeling bad for the Antivan royal family and actually disliking them.