Here, satisfied he has her, Flint attends to the teacup once more. Takes a sip. "Exactly what you were trying to do to with my things at the Boar," Flint says.
Which is to say: spy work. Worming around places he can't rightly go or can't easily access and putting her eyes on documents, her ears at the edge of conversation. "The more we know about what's going in and out of Thedas' major ports, the better prepared we'll be to plan where to make our runs. Make friends. Have them write you as they're abroad. If we're to do this properly, we'll need that intelligence so we can do this quietly. The worst version of this is to have the Imperium's citizens blame the Inquisition for overreach, rather than the Venatori and their ties to Corypheus."
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Date: 2019-01-30 11:23 pm (UTC)Which is to say: spy work. Worming around places he can't rightly go or can't easily access and putting her eyes on documents, her ears at the edge of conversation. "The more we know about what's going in and out of Thedas' major ports, the better prepared we'll be to plan where to make our runs. Make friends. Have them write you as they're abroad. If we're to do this properly, we'll need that intelligence so we can do this quietly. The worst version of this is to have the Imperium's citizens blame the Inquisition for overreach, rather than the Venatori and their ties to Corypheus."