"A handful of people to stop a Darkspawn horde?" Nemin muttered, "Not how the Legion would have done it."
It seemed as though Denerim still hadn't quite recovered from the fifth blight. Although the majority of the buildings were still standing, haphazardly constructed as they were, there was still the occasional mountain of rubble dotting the streets. It reminded him a bit of the Deep Roads; after all, those had been his ancestors' homes, ravaged by Blights of their own. The Dwarves had not been on the receiving end of the sort of luck that had graced the humans, though. This amount of damage seemed like nothing to him.
He noticed Cass seemingly talking to herself: "That's right, I will show them what I can do."
"Odd," Nemin thought, "But these mages all seem crazy to me, anyways." He decided it was probably nothing.
It seemed as though Denerim still hadn't quite recovered from the fifth blight. Although the majority of the buildings were still standing, haphazardly constructed as they were, there was still the occasional mountain of rubble dotting the streets. It reminded him a bit of the Deep Roads; after all, those had been his ancestors' homes, ravaged by Blights of their own. The Dwarves had not been on the receiving end of the sort of luck that had graced the humans, though. This amount of damage seemed like nothing to him.
He noticed Cass seemingly talking to herself: "That's right, I will show them what I can do."
"Odd," Nemin thought, "But these mages all seem crazy to me, anyways." He decided it was probably nothing.