❝Who knows what miracles you can achieve?❞
before all this, she was a lyrium smuggler and in some ways that didn’t change. sure she was the inquisitor, the supposed herald of a deity she never bothered to learn about during her time in the free marches. she appreciates the words of faith, but her head shakes in disagreement. ❛ by the ancestors balls, the way these people talk it’s as if they’re expecting me to move mountains. i can’t work miracles, i can close rifts and hit things with arrows. that’s it. ❜















