Oh that's not even the worst of it. I could tell you some stories about the pettiness and backstabbing that went on in Orlais. One noblewoman had nine husbands, all of which died in "mysterious" and "unfortunate" tragedies.

[Ladanelan tips back his glass, ironic to be bitching about the gossiping while gossiping himself, however there had to be someone here that could appreciate how insane these people could be.]

War comes up every so often, but it's like the weather. Chat about it a little, express polite discontent, move on to the garish shoes someone is wearing.