Debt Collectors

Zoltan took a skip of wine and tipped his head as she asked if it was Antivan. Though he still wished he could get his hands on a good Tevinter wine, perhaps that was just because they were so rare at the moment, with nothing getting in or out of Tevinter and the North in general.

You have a good taste for wines. It is indeed. Though I’d give just about anything for a Tevinter vintage, probably because it’s been so damn long since I got my hands on one. After the barrier went up, Tevinter goods on the outside skyrocketed in value.

He smiled and took another skip, and then shuffled at some papers on his desk when she commented about him being tired and if there was anything she could help with. He didn’t like to easily admit he was tired, but since it was utterly clear, he wasn’t about to try and deny it either.

The world seems to be going tits up, but then I guess it is Thedas. When isn’t it going tits up somewhere for some reason. We still haven’t recovered from the fires, and although things seem to have slowed a bit where the Crows are concerned. We have a new threat on the horizon and a kidnapped leader. He of course kept in constant contact with Garryn in Tantervale, as well as numerous other merchant contacts he had. Garryn was prepared to send whatever force he could muster if Arlathan needed to defend itself, but of course getting them to Arlathan all through the Eluvian would be quite a feat.