Did I ever tell you all about how much I want the Dalish to pick up a little Saarebas that his Tal Vasoth mother couldn’t deal with (because magic) and raise him? No? Just imagine him pulling an aravel out of a mudpit and flexing and also protecting his clan from literally everything because elves know that magic is a gift and that is some amazing magic.
Also I like the idea of him picking up halla horns and binding them to his own to totally freak out any shemlen that accidentally stray too close to camp.
But as for Queen Anora, she enjoyed the longest rule of an Fereldan monarch, into a graceful old age. She simply sailed through it all– every imagineable crisis, every war, every uprising, she was unshakeable. Even her enemies had to grudgingly acknowledge that Anora had a dragon’s spine.