That certainly sounded magical but Hawke was not an expert, well, not in the same way the Vint was. If Dorian thought it was magic, perhaps it was. "I'm sure if we all sat down and talked for a few hours we could probably come up with a very reasonable explanation."
Hawke chuckled and shook his head. "It would also require a few more hours to explain why things are the way they are. It is simplest to say that most people think mages are too dangerous to live with normal people." And in some ways that was true. Hawke was a very dangerous individual. He had the power to rain fire from the sky and crush a man with gravity with a simple wave of his hand and a little concentration. It wasn't the power in the end that made him dangerous it was his personality.
Any bloke with a knife could be just as dangerous as a mage. People died, it was simply a matter of how that changed things. He ruffled the dog's ears to calm him down. "Don't worry, though, things are changing. I may have accidentally started a revolution."