[Red wine. Not a bad choice, and a price he's willing to pay. In his own goblet, he has a sim, giving a little hum before he returns to his mutton.]

If there's something I can at least assure you, I'm leaps and bounds away from a traditional Dalish. I really like wearing boots too much, in any case.

But you, my friend, wanted to know what I know. So here it is.

Magister Aregor Priggs is interested in getting his property back. You can probably guess what that is. Simple enough, isn't it? I escaped him, and I have no interest in going back to Tevinter ever. Something I get the feeling you can relate to.