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It’s true that the darkspawn helped you once—but does that mean you can let them run free under Minrathous? You think about the people you’ve seen who have contracted the blight and the stories you’ve heard about what happens to wanderers who get lost in the catacombs or in the Deep Roads.

You’re aware that, down here, you’re somewhat at the darkspawn’s mercy—but you also know that you have two powerful mages and a skilled fighter on your side.

Slowly, you shake your head. “I… don’t think we can do that.”

The darkspawn leader narrows its eyes at you and lets out a hiss. “No help?”

Your face must give away your response, because the darkspawn turns away and utters a series of rasping shrieks at its companions. They issue an equally sibilant response, their glowing red eyes turning on you one by one.

“Take mage,” the leader orders, nudging the magister leader’s unconscious body with one twisted foot. “Go. No come back.”

You don’t need to be told twice.