"Nobility, yes. Don't remind me, or I'll start thinking wretched things." His opinion of most nobles is about as low as his opinion of Orlesians. In his experience they're self-important, mostly useless, and cause more problems than they solve with a very few exceptions. In that respect, Dorian differs. He has been very useful and shown he's not afraid to get his hands dirty.

"Oh, it's much more than that. These bits of plate are custom fit to every templar, minimizing openings for weapons, maximizing mobility. The design is tried and true for what it's meant to do. We're not here to look pretty. We're here to do a job. Our mail keeps us alive for it, and is readily recognizable. That's all it needs to be." For all that he sometimes wishes he didn't have so much weight on him nearly every waking moment, he appreciates his armor. It has saved his life on many occasions, such as with the most recent spider attack. It's hard for him to imagine wandering unarmored. He has been in it for longer than he was without it in his life.