#including that he went to emmrich (at least--how many of the others did he maybe also check with?) and got a family recipe

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7. Something written by a character from a previous game about Rook

For the codex prompts!

Thank you so much, this was fun! I ended up writing a codex entry for my second Rook Nessa, though I've also included one I showed you before for Margalit Aldwir. General spoilers for Shades of the Blight and A Cage For Gods.

Regarding Warden Thorne

Laurel, It’s been some time since I’ve had to think back on my days as Blackwall, but you asked for my help on this matter and I like to think that for all my flaws I’ve never let you down. I can only speak to my own memory alongside what I heard from other Wardens who spoke to me after Adamant, but perhaps it’ll still give you a clear enough picture of the woman you’ll soon be meeting. Warden Nessa Thorne has a reputation for getting the job done and being no nonsense while she’s doing it. Once she’s made up her mind, good luck getting her to change it, because she’s apparently as stubborn as they come. She’s from Orzammar supposedly, though I suspect you’d know more about how to deal with that sort than I do, but it’s something to keep in mind because I’m sure it’ll shape how she views you. She’s quite close to Evka and Antoine, if you want to try asking Harding about that. I’ve been warned that she’s not particularly receptive to being talked around, but I think you’ll find a way to win her over as you have a habit of doing. Maker knows if you could hold the lot of us together, you’ll find a way to make her see you’re on her side. I’m sure this is silly of me to say, but please be careful going into Minrathous. I’ve gotten accustomed to having friends in the last ten years, and I’d hate to lose one now. Give my love to Josephine and the children, and if you have need of my sword arm, all you have to do is ask. It may be a bit stiffer than it was in years past, but it’ll still serve you well. Your friend, Thom

This one's not connected but I'm still very proud of it, so hey. I did clean it up a bit to better fit with the format of the first one.

A Letter from Scout Harding to Inquisitor Lavellan

Sharon, I lost her. You have my report on Tearstone Island. I won’t repeat it here. I’m sure you’ve read through it as many times as I have, trying to figure out where it all went wrong, what you could have done if you’d just been– I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m not angry at you. I just keep thinking about it. I can’t stop. Even when I sleep now I can’t stop, because I can dream now. I can have nightmares now. I thought my nightmares from the shade were bad, but this is just… torture. I keep seeing the same thing in my head, over and over again, as clear as if I was still right there. You know the worst part? I wish I was having nightmares. At least if I was having nightmares, maybe somehow Margalit would sense that in the Fade and she’d be able to– In my dreams I’m always back on Tearstone Island. In my dreams I always see Ghilan’nain fall, and I see the Fade overlap with our world. And in my dreams when Margalit grabs the dagger to stop it, I’m always fast enough. I’m able to pull her out of the way, or I can use the Stone to shield her, or I get between her and the tear so I end up in the Fade instead. Even when I end up in the Fade I’m happy, because at least I saved her. At least I protected her. Then I wake up, and she’s still gone. What was even the point of these fucking powers and reconnecting to the Titans if I couldn’t– We’ll get her back. I have to believe we’ll get her back. It can’t end like this. I’m sorry. Again. I’m really not angry with you, I just–I miss her. I know how obvious that must sound, and I know I’m not the only one, but. It’s not the same, with the others. Maybe that’s why I’m sending you this.You get it in a way they don’t, if that makes sense. I’ll see if maybe Emmrich needs my help. I’m not much good with the Fade, but he’s doing all of it alone now with Bellara still missing. Maybe I can keep him company, at least. It’s not like I’m sleeping much right now anyway. I’ll let you know as soon as we have any progress. Yours, Lace