( Neria / Fenris )
I am not so kind. You haven't seen me when I lose my temper. I'm told it quite something.
Justice? I knew a spirit of Justice once, and he was no demon. He had been trapped outside the fade during a battle in the Blackmarsh and he was stuck inside the corpse of a Grey Warden, Kristoff. He was dear friend, though he could be terribly frustrating. Spirits are beings of pure purpose. Justice was justice. Things were either just or they weren't. There was no grey area. After the battle in Amaranthine, he disappeared. I had thought he was gone forever. But apparently he found a living host. I know he had spoken with Nathaniel about it, but I did not think anyone would be foolish enough to actually try it.