Oh, an ex-slave and a thief? If nothing else, Astarion, trust that you'll fit right in where we're heading.

[God. What a cesspit, Fenris thinks fondly. It's a semi-fondness, admittedly, tainted not just by memories but a fairly realistic expectation of what the city entails, but still. It was his home, and in some ways will always be his home.]

Kirkwall is many things, most of them unpleasant, but it's a good city to start over in. For better or worse, you can climb your way out of the slums if you try— especially if you have light fingers.

Can you fight at all?