[There's bile in her throat even saying it. And to think all Gray Wardens were supposed to walk those paths at the end of their days...
No.
She'd made Alistair swear to her when she had come through that trial, when they were back in the open air and she could feel the sun trying to warm the chill she could no longer bear, that he would see her put to the sword before the taint possessed her so much as to follow that custom. The sword, the bow, the flame. Anything but to return to the Deep Roads.
For Gray Warden or not, she doubted any woman could see what lay there, the horrors of the darkspawn, and not prefer a certain death to the ideals of the order. Let the men uphold those, she would not run that risk.]
After that, your warden will need a friend. More than anything, she will need a friend.
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[There's bile in her throat even saying it. And to think all Gray Wardens were supposed to walk those paths at the end of their days...
No.
She'd made Alistair swear to her when she had come through that trial, when they were back in the open air and she could feel the sun trying to warm the chill she could no longer bear, that he would see her put to the sword before the taint possessed her so much as to follow that custom. The sword, the bow, the flame. Anything but to return to the Deep Roads.
For Gray Warden or not, she doubted any woman could see what lay there, the horrors of the darkspawn, and not prefer a certain death to the ideals of the order. Let the men uphold those, she would not run that risk.]
After that, your warden will need a friend. More than anything, she will need a friend.