[Demon-slavery sounds great demons are terrible and should all be gotten rid of because they're just a thing you read about or hear about until one of them possesses some terrified mage child and then innocent people are dying.
A Brother has two roles. To protect them when it comes, to pick up the shattered pieces after. Neither one is easier than the other.]
Tevinter has ways that the common man or woman might sell themselves into slavery to work off what they owe, I'm not an expert, I've never had to go but I do know that they have their tiers of society. And that those without magic are very much the lowest rung, only above the slaves until they become them. I can't imagine their prisons. [Can't imagine that souls ever come out of them, or if they do that they'd be the same soul that entered.] Religion is-- is outlawed?
[He can't speak to the army. He can't. Cyrus without his vows, cracking without a drop of lyrium in him, Templars who should stay with the Chantry as they swore their Oaths but who are ground down by it, the stalwart men and women turned from something hard to something that spills between the fingers.
Easier, the horror of faith hidden away. That he'd have to lock his away. A whole life that might not have been. (Left to the elements or worse. There is always worse than the cold.)]
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A Brother has two roles. To protect them when it comes, to pick up the shattered pieces after. Neither one is easier than the other.]
Tevinter has ways that the common man or woman might sell themselves into slavery to work off what they owe, I'm not an expert, I've never had to go but I do know that they have their tiers of society. And that those without magic are very much the lowest rung, only above the slaves until they become them. I can't imagine their prisons. [Can't imagine that souls ever come out of them, or if they do that they'd be the same soul that entered.] Religion is-- is outlawed?
[He can't speak to the army. He can't. Cyrus without his vows, cracking without a drop of lyrium in him, Templars who should stay with the Chantry as they swore their Oaths but who are ground down by it, the stalwart men and women turned from something hard to something that spills between the fingers.
Easier, the horror of faith hidden away. That he'd have to lock his away. A whole life that might not have been. (Left to the elements or worse. There is always worse than the cold.)]