"Magic here - forgive me. I come from beyond a rift, and much is new to me . . . I have been taught- musicality."
A rifter. Yes, news of them had traveled as far north as Minrathous, though prior to his encounters with Petrana and the Dragon, he's had no opportunity to speak much with them. But yes, that explains much--the slight accent to her words that he cannot place, the unfamiliar maps that had littered the war table in her dreams, the strange spell that had allowed her, through a gentle touch to his hand, to learn the language he'd spoken from birth.
The edge of agitation begins to ease from his posture. He smiles, makes an idle gesture. "It is a rare gift," he explains, "one not often encountered beyond the borders of my homeland. It is my understanding, however, that the gift manifests occasionally among the Dalish elves as well."
At that he grows quiet, watching her, considering. Then he tilts his head and adds, "It occurs to me that you must know a great deal about me, and yet I do not even know your name."
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A rifter. Yes, news of them had traveled as far north as Minrathous, though prior to his encounters with Petrana and the Dragon, he's had no opportunity to speak much with them. But yes, that explains much--the slight accent to her words that he cannot place, the unfamiliar maps that had littered the war table in her dreams, the strange spell that had allowed her, through a gentle touch to his hand, to learn the language he'd spoken from birth.
The edge of agitation begins to ease from his posture. He smiles, makes an idle gesture. "It is a rare gift," he explains, "one not often encountered beyond the borders of my homeland. It is my understanding, however, that the gift manifests occasionally among the Dalish elves as well."
At that he grows quiet, watching her, considering. Then he tilts his head and adds, "It occurs to me that you must know a great deal about me, and yet I do not even know your name."