"How could I possibly turn down an offer like that? Bring along Fenris and the prince, and we'll bore the ancient power until its ears bleed with our political and religious talk. It will be a novel slaying." Normally he wasn't too bad about it until he wound up around someone of similar interests.

"There are sections of Denerim that are nicer, yes, but the slums are every bit as bad as Kirkwall's, if not worse from falling down." The dock's district made Kirkwall's look like a walk in a park from what he recalled. However it had been nearly two decades since he had seen it. Perhaps things had changed for the better.

"I've never lived anywhere that small, unless you count the tower. There's something both nice and horrifying about everyone knowing everyone. It's almost impossible to keep a secret. It's impressive that all of you were able to do it somewhere like that."

He squinted into the darkness ahead of them. "We're looking for a tall, crooked rock outcropping. There's supposed to be an inlet past it that dips into the coastline fairly far. As long as we don't go past the cliffs, my friend assures me that even if the tide goes out, we won't be stranded. I'll need your help spotting it."