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There is no cloud in the sky when they leave the Crown & Lion in the morning. It's the first nice day for weeks. He can still smell the rain on the air as he blinks into the brightly shining sun that warms his skin as soon as he sets foot onto the cobblestone outside the tavern. For a moment, Anders closes his eyes, enjoys the warmth and the scent of the early day. The longer he keeps his eyes closed the more intense the smells get; the strong odor of horses, the pleasant traces of hay and grass mixed with the spicy smells of cinnamon, pepper and herbs from the vendor's stand around the corner. He inhales deeply when the scent of vanilla and

Hawke lifted her head from the note as she passed the window, looking down into the tiny courtyard behind the estate. High walls shielding it from nosey neighbors kept the small garden in deep shadows for most of the day, but for a brief period in midday when it was warmed by the hot sun before the tall buildings of Hightown once more eclipsed its welcome rays. Anders was out there taking advantage of the opportunity for some exercise. The heavy staves mages carried were useful in combat for more than just powering spells, and though many of the slender Circle bound magi never learned this particular trick, battle mages took full advantage o