"I lost the Siren, but saved my men." It had been the hardest decision she'd ever made, honestly. "The dreadnought chasing me was Qunari, so it was either a watery grave, or slavery if they caught us up." She couldn't help but curl a lip. "The Qunari are a huge race of men with horns who don't find women fit for much but baby-raising." Her tone was all too clear on how she felt about that.