[past] The truth is

Garryn couldn’t really blame Ferelden, he often wondered what the Dwarves would have done if it had been the humans who had needed to find refuge in Orzammar. They had a history of being suspicious of outsiders, or rather surfacers. Would they have shuffled the surfacers off to some abandoned thaig, he honestly couldn’t say for sure. His father had been a progressive ruler sure, but there were still limits to what even he could do when he had to appease his people.

There were some dwarves who wanted to remain in Ferelden at any cost. Garryn felt like they were clinging to it, like maybe they weren’t in Orzammar any more, but they were still in Ferelden and leaving that would make it feel like they were putting the final nail in the coffin of ever returning home. Garryn smiled at the compliment about good instincts and nodded at Frankie’s words.

Orlais is as bad off as Ferelden right now, even if I thought the Orlesians would be more welcoming, which I highly doubt. The Anderfels already fell to the Blight, Nevarra’s fallen to the walking dead. Tevinter’s and the north is cut off to us entirely. I’d ask you, but with the Crows in your back yard and what they’ve done to Rivain. I have considered the Free Marches. They’ve taken Blight refugees before, and while they are dealing with the Crows, they aren’t on the same scale as Rivain. He said as he listed off kingdom after kingdom.

At the end of the day, he had to have a back up plan, and soon. They hadn’t had a back up plan when the Sixth Blight began, hadn’t expected to be overrun and that had made for a lot of chaos. No, Garryn couldn’t make the same mistake twice. He had to plan for the eventuality that Ferelden could be overrun and that his people weren’t safe there.