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On Templar Wardens
Jan. 13th, 2025 01:27 am“If I lose, you leave them be,” Amell said. “All of them. I want all Templars out of Amaranthine. The Grey Wardens of Ferelden will not suffer recruits from the Templar Order, not after this. The Grey Wardens will not suffer Templar oversight.”
“If I lose, you personally will accept Templar oversight,” Greagoir said. “Just you. Not the elf in the corner, not that lurking Power I feel below us, not any other mages you collect, not even any demon allies you might summon. Just you.”
“If this Templar oversteps I will kill them myself,” Amell warned. “No excuses, no mercy, nothing more or less than the same grace and understanding I was shown in the Circle. They will be chosen against their will, pulled from their Order with no warning or opportunity to say goodbye. They will be thrown into a ritual to prove themself, a Harrowing, and should they die they’ll be forgotten and any who mentions them punished. They will be nevermore seen again. They’ll be mine. Nothing more or less than what you did to me, to every mage.”
-Like Civilized Men, the terms of the duel that claimed Knight Commander Greagoir's life
Ser Helmi Stiles is an Original Character Warden who has faded into the background in this worldstate. He was meant to explore the dynamic between Templar and Mage both in and outside the Wardens, with an added bonus of the slow slide to madness and acceptance that is so indicative of my writing. He is meant to be the only companion accompanying Warden Commander Eliot Amell on his quest across Thedas to seek a cure for the Blight at the behest of the Architect.
But how did he come to be? Literally, how does a Templar survive the Joining? Why did so many Templars fail the Joining before Rolan managed to survive long enough to attempt to kill Anders?
Lyrium is a helluva drug, isn't it.
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“If I lose, you personally will accept Templar oversight,” Greagoir said. “Just you. Not the elf in the corner, not that lurking Power I feel below us, not any other mages you collect, not even any demon allies you might summon. Just you.”
“If this Templar oversteps I will kill them myself,” Amell warned. “No excuses, no mercy, nothing more or less than the same grace and understanding I was shown in the Circle. They will be chosen against their will, pulled from their Order with no warning or opportunity to say goodbye. They will be thrown into a ritual to prove themself, a Harrowing, and should they die they’ll be forgotten and any who mentions them punished. They will be nevermore seen again. They’ll be mine. Nothing more or less than what you did to me, to every mage.”
-Like Civilized Men, the terms of the duel that claimed Knight Commander Greagoir's life
Ser Helmi Stiles is an Original Character Warden who has faded into the background in this worldstate. He was meant to explore the dynamic between Templar and Mage both in and outside the Wardens, with an added bonus of the slow slide to madness and acceptance that is so indicative of my writing. He is meant to be the only companion accompanying Warden Commander Eliot Amell on his quest across Thedas to seek a cure for the Blight at the behest of the Architect.
But how did he come to be? Literally, how does a Templar survive the Joining? Why did so many Templars fail the Joining before Rolan managed to survive long enough to attempt to kill Anders?
Lyrium is a helluva drug, isn't it.
( Read more... )
