"An enviable simplicity," He says, quietly amused. You don't know how good you have it in life, until it's all so... terrible, "Believe me when I say, if I could wash my hands of it all, and simply live an ordinary life, I would. But there is no path except the way forward, now."
Or death, of course. The world swallowed up forever by the Blight, a final vengeance that devours everything in horror and corruption, and what little remnant of Elgar'nan that remains, to rule over it. Until he too is eaten, at the last...
...No. No, it cannot, will not, be so. It will be stopped, and all things returned to as they were meant to be.
"Beleth is mortal. I never intended to fall in love— in truth, I have done everything in my power to separate us. But she is...Utterly indomitable," He says. Despite himself, Solas can feel the unwilling tenderness come into him at the thought of her. Soft, Dread Wolf, you've gone soft, "I do not believe I can survive watching her die. So I must succeed."
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Or death, of course. The world swallowed up forever by the Blight, a final vengeance that devours everything in horror and corruption, and what little remnant of Elgar'nan that remains, to rule over it. Until he too is eaten, at the last...
...No. No, it cannot, will not, be so. It will be stopped, and all things returned to as they were meant to be.
"Beleth is mortal. I never intended to fall in love— in truth, I have done everything in my power to separate us. But she is...Utterly indomitable," He says. Despite himself, Solas can feel the unwilling tenderness come into him at the thought of her. Soft, Dread Wolf, you've gone soft, "I do not believe I can survive watching her die. So I must succeed."