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Varric: Great, we're in the Deep Roads. I feel myself getting dwarfier by the minute. Did I just sprout a beard? (sigh) I hate caves.
Iron Bull: And slopes. Uneven ground. The dark. Pretty much all kinds of weather…
Vivienne: And orlesians, fereldans, nevarrans, mages, templars, the entire merchant guild, nugs…
Varric: Look, I have to complain, or you'll forget I'm here and trip over me! I'm providing a service.