It's like I told you would happen. The world fell apart. [A fist clenched at her side, fury and frustration long forgotten now bubbling up in her stomach. At least this was easier -- being angry with Anders for what he had forced the world into was better than mourning him.]

Circles fell, either by rebellion or through annulment. It devolved into war, into chaos. And just like with Kirkwall, things tend to take advantage of chaos.

Wrong place, wrong time.