Well, this is unexpected. The mark Corypheus left on my hand is... gone.
In unrelated news, I finally managed to open a small shop. Selling something out of a building is a shem tradition I still don't understand but I suppose it means I would be less affected by crappy weather than if I had a market stall. Dalish Delights can be found
[location], selling goods made in the traditional styles of my people, as well as herbal remedies. Amongst other things.