"There's a bottle labeled 'Antivan Sip-Sip' here, we found it in Crestwood. I've no idea what spirits might be in it, though." They've run across a few corked bottles in their journey, and somehow, all of them thus far have seemed to end up at Skyhold. It had started with a bottle kept by a Warden, and now seemed to encompass strange and unique spirits, as well.

It's easy, listening to Zevran's playing, to recall what others have told him of Antiva. Perhaps one day he would visit, if everything (somehow) turned out alright. It's a surprisingly sobering thought, giving form to the doubts and worries that have been mounting the longer this goes on. Still, if the closest he ever gets to Antiva is Zevran's music, he can't complain. "It's very lively, isn't it?"