I'd heard a little of the mages of the Inquisition forming a council, of kinds, [ he says, absently turning his cup around in place at a fidget. ] Not long after the ceasefire. I couldn't say what they accomplished, what they wished to accomplish.

But I had heard of negotiations over the phylacteries. That the Chantry recognised a negotiation.

[ Marcus, likely, does not strike someone as a mage who is content with small concessions, and his tone is a little flat.

Curiousity ekes into his tone as he asks; ]

What was the best thing out of that, for you?