*UN / FORTUNATE !

My favorite arts from Keep

                                                                   ”And there is nothing                                                                                              glorious                                                                                                       about me”

She tucked a black lock of hair behind her ear and stared off into the distance. “It just sounds terrible, don’t you think? To loose yourself and not even truly realize it. I don’t wish for death nor would I cause myself to die on purpose…but Maker willing he’ll take me before it comes…perhaps right before.”

           "Well.. Hypothetically yes. You             and I would start chatting away             to no one around the same time             but, really, there's no way to             tell for sure. Brings a whole new             meaning to living every day like             it's your last, huh?"

His tone is light, but her words weigh on him. He knows this isn't how it was supposed to be, so bitter and alone. The Grey Wardens were a family, there were hundreds of them.. Were.

And the meant it. A sword to the belly was far less horrifying than to lose sense of one’s self.

“Did you become a Warden aware of the Calling?”

"Would it have made a difference? I don't think it matters much either way, just being recruited into the Grey Wardens is a death sentence. You saw what happened to Daveth and Jory. But, to answer your question, no.. Duncan.. Only told me after the fact."

               What she talked about sounded sad to Alistair. That                she would rather die sooner than fullfill her purpose                as a warden. Of course, stumbling around in the                deeproads was not exactly a vacation.

« ♚ » —   ”Oh that” Torania grinned “Let me tell you a story. One day an exceptionally beautiful and fearsome redhead said to herself ‘I should go have a bit of fun with my friend Morrigan.’ So said awesomely powerful redhead went over to the witch of the wilds and said. ‘Hey I know something that Our exceedingly charming brave and daring knight - did I get that right? I think I got that right- Can do SOOO much better then you.’ The witch of the wild refused to believe the earnest redheaded maiden And so a deal was struck.

I… I mean the lovley redhead said she would do the laundry for a week if The knight could not do better and vice versa. Morrigan demanded to know what it was and so the powerful redhead informed her it was singing. The witch realized she did not know any songs and went over to the other lovley redhead and learned from her. So now the first lovley and powerful redhead has a bit of a problum because lo and behold the witch of the wilds is really good at it.

"I.. Never learned what it was to have a family. But I was starting to. Maker, that.. That sounded rather bleak, didn't it?"

                     He forces a chuckle, a poor attempt to hide                      the thoughts that are running through his                      mind.

By request, my Morristair doodle I did in like 2010 or something ew so old gross I need to redraw these babies they are one of my favorite ships.