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"When they said there was a Champion-- I expected somebody... beardy." ( He expected a man. )
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( xapostate )
"When they said there was a Champion-- I expected somebody... beardy." ( He expected a man. )
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❝If you want to talk about your troubles, great I'll listen. But if you want to talk about mine.. no thank you. I rather drown them❞
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Dear Enemies,always watch your back, watch those you love, watch what you own. I will steal away it all. Your loved ones, your ownership and your life if I need to.Never feel like you are safe, for you are not.
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❝That everything on this damn continent is black or white, by Andraste’s flaming Tits! Not all Andrestian’s are horrible because a few are brain fucked. Not all Mages are dangerous monsters because a few are. Not all humans are slavers because a few are.. Why is everyone so obsessed with coloring everything in “bad vs good”. I traveled far, met many people.. and the world is very, very colorful. Not only black and white, more than just grey. And proclaiming the world is as simple as good vs bad simplifies a colorful history and spits on it.❞
xapostate Started Following You
Cole was used to the occasional mage catching a glimpse of him.
It was usually nothing more than a brief occurrence; something he considered to be an anomaly, which would often leave the mage questioning if they had imagined the sighting to begin with. His presence in the tower had been the topic of many hushed and fearful conversations, most of which he had been unknowingly present to listen in on. And while it felt good to know he could be seen, it did little to help his overall existential crisis. He was often called a demon or a spirit. Neither of which he was sure of.
Today, however, something was different. He was being followed.
Not that he hadn't been followed before. There were a few that had curiously pursued him down corridors--some getting so close he feared they might reach out and seize him by his leathers. But he'd disappear again before they got the chance. And the chase hardly lasted for more than a minute. The only other time he was seen was when someone longed for a way out...but he felt no such longing from this individual.
This Stranger was not of the Spire, he noticed. But that had been just about all he noticed about them. He hadn't caught wind of their arrival. Or what they were even doing there. They didn't appear to be a templar. Perhaps another mage? Cole was uncertain. And with the way the Stranger was so diligently following him, he wasn't sure if he wanted to stick around to find out.
The Stranger's eyes were focused on him, rather than through him, and it made him nervous. With his heart hammering against his ribs, Cole rounded a corner and briskly started down another hallway, hoping he could shake the Stranger on his way back down to the Pit. At this point, his past pursuers would have called out to him in an attempt to establish some semblance of contact or recognition. But a silence stretched between them, and it was becoming unnerving.
Could the Stranger really see him? Why were they following him?
Taking his dagger into his hand, he abruptly stopped and turned to face the Stranger. He said nothing at first, simply waiting to see what the other did. If they walked around him like all of the others, then he'd have his answer. If not...well, he supposed he'd have to investigate. Or flee. It really depended on what was said (or not said).
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❝I'm quite curious.. what is the explanation for the giant staff on your back when someone asks you, Serah? Tevinter Haute Couture?❞