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[The video feed clicks onto the lovely grinning visage of Ixis Naugus, staff in hand, a pile of writing books to one side.]

Fellow Foreigners of Keeliai, I ask that you indulge me in what could be a bit of census-taking!

In the interest of further defending this turtle and those who reside upon it, I wish to know and take note who among us are versed in magicks and similiar abilities. I feel it would suit our collective purpose better to have this information compiled, perhaps look into how our respective crafts interact or can be enhanced. Please, come forward, fellow casters; tell me your name and tell me your arts!

In the interest of fairness and demonstration of goodwill, I will state my own. I am Ixis Naugus and I specialize in, of course, Ixian magicks. The focus of such being the control and transformation of the four elements: air, water, fire and earth. I am a master of all four as well as a fifth of my own making, the transformation of matter into crystals nigh indestructible.

Come forth and make yourselves known, wizard heroes of Tu Vishan!

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Common sense is a little overrated. Gets in the way of creative thinking. One just has to kind of find a balance between the two.

[He holds his claw parallel to his desk and rocks it back and forth in a see-saw gesture. Little give, little take, you know how it is.]

Oh, Kodos was beyond easy to deal with because the man had no finesse whatsoever and you could see his treachery coming from miles off. That and his strength is how he wound up one of my right-hand men. Right up until he wasn't. Like I said, you saw it coming ages before it arrived. Easy.

Exactly. Too much of that and I would have never ran into a district full of poison gas that drives men insane before killing them or challenged the general of an invading army to a duel.

[Of course Aveline prodding him helped that too, but she wasn't always there for the other incredibly stupid and dangerous things he did.]

So the two of you didn't get along I take it?

Seems you came out of both misadventures all right. I'm assuming all your limbs are accounted for and you can clearly still string together sentences and swing a weapon. No harm, no foul.

Warlord Kodos and I got along fine, really. When we had common goals, everything went accordingly; swimmingly so. When we didn't have these goals, he had a lot of ham-fisted attempts to murder me. I always saw it coming so, once again, no harm, no foul? A few turn of events later, and he ended up needing me for his ongoing survival, which got him to mellow a bit out.

In the long run, though, we parted ways. And now I am here, and he is dead by toxic radiation. I think this all played out as well as it could have, all things considered, don't you?

I suppose not, unless both parties are still harboring grudges. Though I've never been much of a long-term planner to be honest.

[Hawke raises an eyebrow but continues to smirk. This Ixis fellow is surprisingly mellow for all the assassination attempts he says he's been through. He might be a little crazy but at least it's Hawke's brand of crazy.]

Sounds like a win-win situation if I ever heard one.

And who would both parties be in these particular escapades? Don't leave me to be the only one telling stories here.

Generally I leave the story-telling to a friend of mine. It makes me look more dashing when I'm not the one talking about how amazing I am.

[Now if only he actually lived up to those stories. Then he'd be unstoppable.]

But alright, there's the qunari who might hate me because I killed their general and then sent them home. Or they may actually like me more for that. I'm not entirely sure. They're a little confusing.

Then there's the Chantry who aren't happy that I helped start the whole mage rebellion going on at home right now.

A rebellion against this Chantry? My good man, I feel the need to thank you on behalf of mages, wizards and sorcerers everywhere! A most noble champion indeed. I don't even need to know the deeper politics, I just know you've done the right thing.

That's what they tell me. It all kind of snowballed out of control really. One thing led to another and before I knew it templars were trying to kill my friends, my sister, and me. I can't help but take offense to that.

[Really it was Anders that started this hot mess but he's not going to out his friend as a magical terrorist that blew up the Chantry with a magic bomb thing.]

[Probably wise since this conversation is on public record, but Naugus is a man who'd probably appreciate the term 'magical terrorist'.]

Are you an outcast for this now? I thought you were the lauded hero of your land! Is their adoration so fickle?

[Knowing that would probably worry Hawke but then again, Anders still remains a close friend so who is he too judge.

Hawke lifts his hand imitating the seesaw gesture Ixis made earlier.]

Like I told someone before, that really depends on who you're asking. I go from hero to menace so many times I don't bother keeping track anymore. They do remember me though so that's something, or at least they remember my name. According to one story I overheard I'm a twelve foot man who can rip the arms of ogres.

Hah! Yes, let them perpetuate rumours and launch you into a being of legends. Good strategy.

Yes, master strategist of the Age. That's me alright.

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