"If the tamassrans did manage it, no one knows how. We don't trust mages. Being born one under the Qun doesn't lead to a great life."

But there had to have have been some way. Bull wasn't sure he liked the notion of confirming that rumor, as Geralt just had. He huffed a quiet laugh. There wasn't a lot of humor in it.

"These are dragon horns," he said, gesturing at his head. "Cole pointed that out not long after we met. There's a lot of variation among the Qunari, though. I think the tamassrans must have started breeding for horns that grew closer to the head at some point. Not a lot like mine out there."