The muns hate themselves
“Surly there must be another way!” Cullen pleaded, shaking his head.
“Knight Captain, you really can’t just let her go. You know that.”
How many mages had he killed to spare them of such a fate.
“But she’ll be made Tranquil....Just kill her and be done with it!”
That would be a mercy. Nobody deserved such a fate. Not even Hawke.
“To live without emotions is inhumane!” He was shaking his head again. First the Knight Commander, and now his fellow Templars. Had everyone gone mad? Lost there senses?
“And since when have you considered these mages people, Knight captain?” The Templar glared. Cullens own words were now being used against him. this was the order he idolized so as a child.
“If you do this, then I am gone.”
The Templar laughed.
“You act as though you’re so difficult to replace, Cullen.” Cullen stared. Wide eyed. Had he actually just said that? He heard footsteps approaching behind him, and then a sudden pain n the back of his head. And the world went dark.
“This will be easier without him getting in the way.” The Templar growled.