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[ben_hassrath]

[ The crumbling walls of Summerswind Palace are far from welcoming. The noblewoman that lived here is long dead, her heirs, long dead, every servant that every set foot inside this place, long dead. And here they are, tasked with being nothing more than scavengers, rummaging among the ruins for heirlooms and secrets. They were the sort of secrets the Ben-Hassrath would be interested in as well, the beginnings of many noble lines, weak points for more than one well-to-do house in Orlais.

Still, that didn't stop the place from giving him the creeps. There was something that just... wasn't right about it. It was a crypt in castle form, and in crypts there were spirits, and where there were spirits, there were demons. This does not deter him, if anything it gives him all the more reason to puff out his chest in front of his Chargers, lead the way into the ruined keep. Everything was draped in cobwebs and dust, and it's far less exciting than the sort of his excursions his men are used to. Still, it's a job that pays in both gold and information, and those are the more valuable, in the end. Bull signals Krem to him, pointing the others off in different directions. ]

We'll split up, cover more ground, that way. You all know what we're looking for.

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[skremisher]

[The Chargers' jobs sent them to all kinds of places - a crumbling palace was far from ordinary but at the same time, there was very little to be considered ordinary about this place. Krem had seen the hair raise up on the back of Dalish's neck as they started to get closer, the woman no doubt feeling something there. She wasn't the only one. Even though Krem wasn't born with magic, he was still Tevinter - he could sense pieces of the Fade and spirits if it were close enough, being exposed to it all so regularly back in his homeland. It wasn't the strongest sense but it was just enough to keep him on edge.

Something wasn't right at all. Why did they come here of all places? Some things we better left untouched.]

Right - Chargers, keep your horns up and we'll regroup as soon as we can. No one moves alone here, always work in pairs or groups of three. I can't say what we're dealing with here but with luck, it's not going beyond giant spiders. Keep your guard up.

[He nodded towards their men and women, the Chargers all nodding and making a sound of acknowledgement in unison, heading off in the directions Bull had pointed them to. As they moved off, Krem remained still, staying put with the Qunari for a moment longer, until all the men were out of earshot.

He turned his attention towards his Chief, a grimace on his face as he looked up to him. He wanted a straight answer now that they were alone.]

You've said what we're after... But why do the Ben-Hassrath want it?

[Bull wouldn't have accepted a job in a place like this without a very good reason.]