He was right about that much. Kirkwall wasn't getting any easier to handle between the factions of the city and it had nothing to do with how many times the Templars and the Guards butted heads. "True enough. I don't know how well I'd get along with someone if they were like me."

She gestured for the bottle as she thought of Lothering, her lips pursed in thought. "I was a courier first, of sorts. The town was too small for it to be a real job. And then I mostly did odd jobs on the Chantry board or helped Elder Miriam with whatever she needed." It kept her moving and it let her keep an eye on everyone in town. She could hear the gossip and know if someone was beginning to suspect her father and sister.