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[The video feed clicks on, showing a pretty young lady wearing blue and silver armor. One might notice dark circles under her eyes, making her look as though she hasn't had a good night's sleep in weeks. She doesn't acknowledge the netbook right away, instead staring down at the staff in her lap, eyebrows knitted together in thought.
After a moment, she finally looks up, addressing the camera, and rolls her eyes irritably.]
No one ever wants a mage around, I've noticed, unless they think we can be useful for something. And it's always something. First darkspawn, and now I'm fighting a blighted war for some strangers.
I think I'd rather the war, though, so I'll play along. Speaking of which - there are other Grey Wardens here. Or perhaps I still have to deal with darkspawn, but I'm trying to stay optimistic. So, if I may ask who's out there... Stroud? Anyone else from Vigil's Keep?
[She moves to reach for the 'off' button, but freezes. It wouldn't hurt to introduce herself to everyone else here, instead of being such an angry jerk all the time, she realizes. SIGH, her life is so hard. B(]
Ah, and - my name is Bethany Hawke. If I didn't just make it completely obvious, I'm one of your newest "transports." [She bows her head politely.] A pleasure, I'm sure.
After a moment, she finally looks up, addressing the camera, and rolls her eyes irritably.]
No one ever wants a mage around, I've noticed, unless they think we can be useful for something. And it's always something. First darkspawn, and now I'm fighting a blighted war for some strangers.
I think I'd rather the war, though, so I'll play along. Speaking of which - there are other Grey Wardens here. Or perhaps I still have to deal with darkspawn, but I'm trying to stay optimistic. So, if I may ask who's out there... Stroud? Anyone else from Vigil's Keep?
[She moves to reach for the 'off' button, but freezes. It wouldn't hurt to introduce herself to everyone else here, instead of being such an angry jerk all the time, she realizes. SIGH, her life is so hard. B(]
Ah, and - my name is Bethany Hawke. If I didn't just make it completely obvious, I'm one of your newest "transports." [She bows her head politely.] A pleasure, I'm sure.
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Wardens aren't made Tranquil, for a start.
[okay scowlytime is suspended for the good news] Fortunately, the Rite of Tranquility seems unknown here. [oops the scowl is back] Unfortunately, so is most anything you'd recognize that you might actually have liked or wanted to keep. You're only in a completely different world to ours, stranded on some benighted island whose leaders have seen fit to conscript soldiers from all over, by methods they won't or can't explain.
You fled Ferelden in the Blight. The fight against darkspawn is your fight, in that. However little you may like the Wardens, at least the work you do for them can have some personal meaning. Here, you'll be a tool of people you can neither trust nor respect, fighting a faceless enemy in someone else's war.
I'd take Warden life over this mess in half a heartbeat.
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[She trails off uncertainly and looks away, because damn, she just got told. And now she kind of feels like an asshole, thanks. It doesn't make her feel any less bitter, though - one scolding isn't going to change how miserable her life is.
After a moment, she sighs and continues, looking a little like a guilty puppy.]
I'm sorry, I-- You don't deserve that. It's... been a long day. [a beat] A long couple of years, really.