Azry encounters Blaze
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Blaze freezes, with no idea what to do.

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"...so who feels like talking, huh? Because I've got three corpses in my room, and two house crests."

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"I'm more than happy to provide inspiration."

Zevran spins the knife between his fingers.

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Alistair spots Blaze and moves over to stand next to her, Leliana taking his spot behind Azry. 

"Bunch of assassins tried to off Azry last night. Lucky Zevran heard them coming down the hall," he murmured to her.

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Fire spirals around Blaze's hand, perfectly controlled. "Did someone mention encouraging them to give us information?"

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Zevran tosses her a savage, approving grin.

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One of the dwarves starts begging for mercy.

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Leliana nocks an arrow.

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"Tell me. Which house. Sent them."

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"Neither! Neither, ma'am, I swear it was-"

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Zevran is in front of the dwarf in a moment, knife pointed at their throat. "No lies now, friend. Liar's blood stains terribly."

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"You could let me. I have a slightly more elegant way. Less blood. More burns."

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"Less clean-up for the ones that remain behind. A very smart plan," Zevran says, smiling at the dwarf.

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"It's- the Carta. The Carta sent them, they've got an interest in keeping the feud going. She- she's worried you're the only one who can break the tie," the dwarf sobbed, directing all of this at Azry.

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"Who's 'she'?" Azry says, stepping up next to Zevran, hand on her sword.

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"Jarvia. She's the head of the Carta."

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"Good. Thank you." 

Azry turns to Zevran. "In your professional opinion, what would happen here?"

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"Oh, I would kill him. He chose a side when he let them in. Letting him go means that you'll bring Jarvia down upon you, no doubt."

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"You have that already," Blaze points out quietly, dismissing the flames from around her hand.

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"Hmm. Blaze is correct," Zevran says, smiling proudly at her once, quickly. "Perhaps mercy is more prudent here."

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"It will certainly go some way to having Bhelen and Harrowmount in your pocket. They owe you somewhat, now." 

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Azry thinks for a moment, then turns to face the dwarf. 

"You get going. Before I change my mind. Oh, but do be a dear? Let Jarvia know that I'm coming for her, this time."

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Blaze breathes out when it's apparent that more violence is unlikely.

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"Bringing the fight to her?" Alistair says, moving to wrap an arm around Azry, once the other dwarves scattered.

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"I am not being attacked for being a- a fucking political rival. I have a goddamn Blight to win, I don't give a shit for this- petty- fucking-"

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