It's what I know

Nathaniel nodded, it had been going on twenty years since the atrocities that his father committed, and there were days he felt like it was yesterday. How could his family name ever recover from the murder of helpless women and children. He wasn’t sure, but then he wasn’t going to go into details either, but in a way it felt good knowing that at the very least this man probably didn’t remember the events from the fifth blight, so he didn’t blame Nathaniel for anything.

Well, if it’s a ruckus you want, perhaps we need another round! Or five! I think I have enough for keg. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen! It’s Kirkwall after all! He said, he could use the chance to blow off some steam, truth be told.