Morrigan

Of the two of you that remain, are you not the senior Grey Warden here? I find it curious that you allow another to lead, while you follow.

You ate my entire bag of herbs, you foolish dog. Do not think I am unaware of where it went.

But we were successful in the end. Victory without cost has little worth.

The magic of old must be preserved. No matter how feared.

Magic is real. I can touch it and command it and I need no faith for it to fill me up inside. If you are looking for your higher power, there it is.

I... leave me be. Loneliness would be preferred to this... endless chatter.

How very fitting that they would build a prison for mages in the middle of a lake and make it look like a giant phallus.

'Twould seem we are not the only ones these demons enjoy tormenting.

Perhaps we should go and tell him together of your touching concerns? Perhaps he'll pay more attention to you if you ask nicely.

Then I must have been mistaken. I'm very impressed.

The precious Circle, not even the first to touch the Fade in their own tower. How appropriate.

Mankind blunders through the world, crushing what it does not understand; elves, dragons, magic...the list is endless.

What are you talking about? Is this more of your insipidness?

And maybe he does notice you, but what does he see? A girl, skinny like a boy, with wild, ragged hair.

I left it on occasion, but I always returned. Why? Is that so strange? It was my home.

Oh, you may continue on as you have. I am merely informing you that you will suffer the consequences.

What I know is passion. The respect of equals. Things far more valuable that I'll not speak to you any further. Now begone.

Not at all. The kings of old would be pleased to see their bloodline has not strayed very far from its roots.

So I take it you did not enjoy your templar training?

But we were successful in the end. Victory without cost has little worth.