Syrlya nods with an absent hum. That lines up about with Solas's description of the risks of the Fade--dangerous spirits, and letting too many of them through would surely be an overwhelming force. "Your duty was very important, then."

"They are larger than cities, for one." He holds his hands out wide in emphasis. "Great primordial beings that consume magic, and destroy everything in their path to do so. However..." His hands drop, a little deflated. Not as much as before, though. For once, he has more hope in a while that something can be done.

"Their existence regulates the magic in Tyria, preventing it from reaching a level that would also proceed to destroy everything. We need a way to replace that aspect of the dragons with something more benign, and then we can rid ourselves of their threat entirely."

A lofty goal, but there's potential in it now. He'll bring back so much information for Taimi and anyone else willing to listen to their new path.