[ Solas does not miss the dark look that crosses the detectiVe's face, though he merely catalogues it away for now.
He leads them to the gates, left open for anyone seeking solace within the keep's walls. The Inquisition continues to grow and grow, and one day, it will grow so large as to be unwieldy. Easily corrupted. He has no doubts the Inquisitor's intentions are pure, as are those of her advisors, to a degree, but no organization as large as this can avoid such pitfalls. It is Solas' hope that Corypheus be defeated before the Inquisition collapses in upon itself.
Climbing down the Frostback Mountains can be dangerous, so Solas picks their path carefully. Once they reach level ground, Solas sets a hard pace, knowing they have little time to waste. With or without the detective's signal to stop, Solas still has them take breaks for the horses' sake, watering them and pausing for breath. In the evening, he stops once more to set up camp. ]
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He leads them to the gates, left open for anyone seeking solace within the keep's walls. The Inquisition continues to grow and grow, and one day, it will grow so large as to be unwieldy. Easily corrupted. He has no doubts the Inquisitor's intentions are pure, as are those of her advisors, to a degree, but no organization as large as this can avoid such pitfalls. It is Solas' hope that Corypheus be defeated before the Inquisition collapses in upon itself.
Climbing down the Frostback Mountains can be dangerous, so Solas picks their path carefully. Once they reach level ground, Solas sets a hard pace, knowing they have little time to waste. With or without the detective's signal to stop, Solas still has them take breaks for the horses' sake, watering them and pausing for breath. In the evening, he stops once more to set up camp. ]
Are you well, Detective?