The Warden Vists Kirkwall
Gamlen: Oh no. Not you, I thought they shipped you off to the Circle.
Amell: (laughs) Ah Uncle Gamlen, it is so good to see your cheerful face once more!
Gamlen: (muttering) Great, another mage with a sense of humor.
Hawke Estate
Hawke: Alright then, another day, another copper, eh sweetheart?
Fenris: Considering that we just cut through a small army of raiders I'd say that we made more than just a copper.
Hawke: (sighs) It was a joke. (opens door only to find a woman, dressed in mages robes who seems to strongly resemble Hawke's mother) Who are you?
Amell: Hello cousin. Fancy meeting you here, I heard that the family was in Kirkwall, or at least that I had a family in Kirkwall, they tend to leave the whole family tree thing out of the picture in the Circle, and the Wardens. But after the whole blight was over, and that whole thing with The Architect; nasty business that. I decided to pay my dear cousin a visit.
Hawke: I have a cousin?
Amell: (rolls eyes) Yes.
Hawke: Father never did talk about the family much.
Amell: (Sighs) I'm not a Hawke, I'm an Amell. You know Commander of the Grey, Hero of Ferelden, Seeker of Absurd Adventures? Don't tell me you haven't heard the songs?
Fenris: I have heard the songs. Strange, I was expecting someone a bit taller.
Amell: Cute elf, all tall and lanky, I like tall and lanky, I should introduce you to Zevran.
Hawke: The Antivan Crow? I saw him last week.
Amell: So that's where he's gotten to. Funny thing being a Warden, you wake up some mornings and it seems that life has just gone and changed on you without warning. Or perhaps its all of those lyrium potions. Hmmm.....
Fenris: (whispering into Hawke's ear) If she qualifies as the Hero of Ferelden I'd say you're a bit over qualified for the position of Kirkwall's Champion.
Hawke: She's not that bad, she reminds me of mother. If mother had just consumed a bottle of whiskey at the Hanged Man.
Fenris: No, she reminds me more of what happened after Merrill drank a dozen of those stamina draughts.