[ Alistair doesn't bother pointing out that Mage/Templar relations have always been tense as, so far, any type of discussion has been akin to arguing with a brick wall. He does wrack his brain for any times he might have encountered this man in Redcliffe but he doesn't recall. It seems like news of a Tevinter mage's presence in the village would have gotten around pretty fast and even if not, he's positive he'd remember this guy if they'd ever met before.
Anyway, he focuses his attention on the Inquisition thing instead since that's the second time it's been brought up and, coincidentally, the second time it doesn't ring any bells apart from the bells associated with historical events. ]
You're using that word again. Inquisition. Last I'd heard it had ended a really long time ago.
[ And by "last he'd heard" he means "last he'd read in a dang history book."
So now Dorian must decide: is this fresh-faced baby an Alistair of the past? Or is he the original Alistair's great-great-great-great-grandson from the distant future? ]
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Anyway, he focuses his attention on the Inquisition thing instead since that's the second time it's been brought up and, coincidentally, the second time it doesn't ring any bells apart from the bells associated with historical events. ]
You're using that word again. Inquisition. Last I'd heard it had ended a really long time ago.
[ And by "last he'd heard" he means "last he'd read in a dang history book."
So now Dorian must decide: is this fresh-faced baby an Alistair of the past? Or is he the original Alistair's great-great-great-great-grandson from the distant future? ]