"Yes," he answered honestly. "Big tower. If you ever get taken to Ferelden against your will, I can show you...by pointing you in its direction. You won't see me willingly going back."

Grumble, grumble.

"I guess it's too much to ask for a place without the 'hate me!' stink in the air." Anders frowned at the burly men-that-could-pass-as-dwarves. "If they're looking that carefully at my robes, it is definitely not out of offense."