About this image

"A knave apothecary, that administers the physick, and makes the medicine, may do infinite harm, by his old obsolete doses, 
adulterine druggs, bad mixtures, quid pro quo, &c."
Robert Burton, The Anatomy of Melancholy, 1621, Partition 2: The Cure of Melancholy.

Anders' Satan, at fear & perjury service, joins Cullen's demon legions & fight foe, electric dragon in Meredith.

"And when any particular class of artificers or traders thought proper to act as a corporation without a charter, such adulterine guilds, 
as they were called, were not always disfranchised upon that account, but obliged to fine annually to the king for permission to exercise 
their usurped privileges."
Adam Smith, The Wealth of Nations: Book 1, Chapter 10 Of Wages and Profit in the different Employments of Labour and Stock, Part II.

Lilianna Wilde — Grind Me Down
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rcA649V9yPY

"Right!" said Bedelia. "I see I’ll have to deal with this myself." She left the council chamber. She got the largest and gaudiest of her state robes 
and stuffed it with straw, and tied it together with string. Into the center of the bundles she packed about a hundred pounds of gunpowder. 
She got two strong young men to carry it up the mountain for her. She stood in front of the dragon's cave, and called, 
"Come out! Here’s the princess!" 
The dragon came blinking and peering out of the darkness. Seeing the bright robe covered with gold and silver embroidery, and hearing 
Bedelia's voice, he opened his mouth wide. 
At Bedelia's signal, the two young men swung the robe and gave it a good heave, right down the dragon's throat. 
Bedelia threw herself flat on the ground, and the two young men ran. 
As the gunpowder met the flames inside the dragon, there was a tremendous explosion. 
Bedelia got up, dusting herself off. "Dragons," she said, "are not very bright." 
Jay Williams, The Practical Princess and other Liberating Fairy Tales.

Tevinter Magisters here sacrificed one of Old Gods to no avail & barriers could not hold Mythal forever.

Elton John — Love Song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14nD-QMjFvI

Fenris: I've heard of this... a final, vengeful strike. They unleashed chaos upon this mountain to teach our people that resistance was futile.

"Territory, status, and love, sing all the birds, are what matter:
what I dared not hope or fight for is, in my fifties, mine, a toft-and-croft where I needn't, ever, be at home to
those I am not at home with, not a cradle, a magic Eden without clocks, and not a windowless grave, but a place
I may go both in and out of."
W. H. Auden, Thanksgiving for a Habitat.

Desire to stab Merrill's truth & Pride of Dalish ignorance, both die with the blood mage & slaver Marethari.
Freed Mythal shall cross the Eluvian. Sofia trysts Zevran, nimble fingers make a baby to carry male mage.