Most of the South, [ she holds her voice steady, calm, ] Had little exposure to magic, until very recently. Their introductions have been often violent, frightening. They do not see a charming garden. They see that — again — forces beyond their control have reshaped their city without consent.
As you say, Kirkwall has weathered much: War in the streets, debris from the sky, scrambles for power. Her peace is hard-earned. She is slow to trust, and we break that trust every time we act as though we own her.
We are here at the Viscount's pleasure. We shall leave by it as well.
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Most of the South, [ she holds her voice steady, calm, ] Had little exposure to magic, until very recently. Their introductions have been often violent, frightening. They do not see a charming garden. They see that — again — forces beyond their control have reshaped their city without consent.
As you say, Kirkwall has weathered much: War in the streets, debris from the sky, scrambles for power. Her peace is hard-earned. She is slow to trust, and we break that trust every time we act as though we own her.
We are here at the Viscount's pleasure. We shall leave by it as well.