[OOC: After Asshole Minotaur][FILTERED TO X-MEN]I'm sorry-
I thought I just needed Maker, I'm so sorry. I know that isn't- I know that never helps. I hoped I would've- But I didn't and-
I'm sorry.
[END FILTER]I've known a great deal of horrible people in my life. Thedas fosters it, I suppose. A life far less comfortable, never knowing if you're going to sleep in a bed or on the road, always having a weapon handy out of
necessity.
I've become far too complacent here. Back home, my life was pledged to the Wardens. I'd be dead otherwise. I used to hate it, to think I'd rather die instead of fighting for a good cause, because it was
difficult. I was young, sheltered and thought I deserved more out of life. But that life was spent hiding, that life was spent in fear that I'd be caught and killed for being an Apostate. That life was
nothing.
It took me years to realize that being a Grey Warden was the one thing that made me
free. No matter if I was pledged to them or not, I was safe from Templars and if anything was going to kill me, it was going to be on my own terms against the Darkspawn.
This
horrid, wretched
beast and her minions are not going to destroy our freedoms. Not now.
Emma and Jean - would the two of you be willing to meet me near the blast doors? I failed at saving Marie, but I'm not going to let that failure carry over to the Grounders or the animals that are frozen, as well.