Personally, I think the head of our local Order was relieved. [ Brennan chuckles as he shakes his head. ] He already had three of my cousins and they were already much more well-behaved than I and still a handful in themselves. Also I might have coated his armor with honey once on a dare when I was about 8 or so. I think he made up his mind about me then and there.

[ Though his smirk is brief, it's pretty obvious that the Inquisitor still feels the prank well worth the trouble.

Matters of the Inquisition still have a way of turning him serious once more and his humor fades back to tackle the matter at hand. ]

Oh, so many drinks. It's a hell of a tale. Most days I don't believe it and I'm the one that lived it. Everything's been an avalanche of 'not good' 'really not good' and 'oh shit' since I landed the position, to be honest. And I'm sure they're delighted. I haven't actually had much time to converse with them since my appointment.

[ And that was a complicated matter anyway. Him surviving the temple while family members and friends did not. It was a guilt he carried heavy on his own shoulders without adding a grieving family's weight to it as well. Selfish, perhaps, but he'd had a mission to focus on. ]