( Maker's breath, what has she got herself into, trying to explain this- the moment it occurs to her what a task she's taken on is hard to miss, the twist of her mouth as she orders her thoughts, tries to shear them off her own editorial remarks for at least long enough to know what she means to say. What is fair to say, what is true. Resist the impulse to make jibes that might be misleading, when he won't know the context-
No small task in itself, with a tongue like hers. )
Mages are...
Mages have always been confined to the Circles. The Chantry teaches us that magic was made to serve man, not rule over him - and mages are dangerous. Their connection to the Fade attracts demons to them, they're susceptible to possession - even aside from demons, Tevinter isn't exactly a wonderful example to follow of mage rule. They're capable of things I can't even imagine.
So, in the south at least, they've been responsibility of the Chantry. And of Templars, whose role is to protect mages, and to protect the rest of us from mages. They're taken to the Circles to be properly educated in their gifts and to ensure that they pose no threat, that their magic is used in the correct way.
( It all sounds so sensible. It's so easy to parrot back, too, what she'd been taught for years - things that for almost all of her years she'd never questioned. )
Apostate mages are those that flee the Chantry, that escape - they go on the run, they live in secret. Templars hunt them, too. All mages are apostates now, technically speaking.
( She worries at the edge of her sleeve, the words careful and deliberate and the birdlike way she can't quite be still betraying the delicacy of the subject. )
We passed on our way here quite a lovely little forest, sprung up in the midst of Hightown. You might have noticed it's under guard. Up until not so very long ago, it was a sad crater where the Kirkwall Chantry used to be - until it was blown to bits, along with everyone in it. By Anders. Before the Gallows was an Inquisition outpost, it was the site of some of the most horrendous abuses of the Chantry perpetrated upon the mages in its care. And to some minds, the birthplace of the mage rebellion. Something started and it couldn't be contained - the Circles fell, the Templars broke with the Chantry. Divine Justinia, the most holy, tried to broker a peace between them. That was when all of this,
( gesturing to their anchor-shards, )
began. The Temple of Sacred Ashes fucking exploded as well, with all of the highest representatives of the Chantry, the Templars, the mages, but this time it was Corypheus, creating the Breach. That war isn't over. It's- tabled. While we deal with the other one.
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( Maker's breath, what has she got herself into, trying to explain this- the moment it occurs to her what a task she's taken on is hard to miss, the twist of her mouth as she orders her thoughts, tries to shear them off her own editorial remarks for at least long enough to know what she means to say. What is fair to say, what is true. Resist the impulse to make jibes that might be misleading, when he won't know the context-
No small task in itself, with a tongue like hers. )
Mages are...
Mages have always been confined to the Circles. The Chantry teaches us that magic was made to serve man, not rule over him - and mages are dangerous. Their connection to the Fade attracts demons to them, they're susceptible to possession - even aside from demons, Tevinter isn't exactly a wonderful example to follow of mage rule. They're capable of things I can't even imagine.
So, in the south at least, they've been responsibility of the Chantry. And of Templars, whose role is to protect mages, and to protect the rest of us from mages. They're taken to the Circles to be properly educated in their gifts and to ensure that they pose no threat, that their magic is used in the correct way.
( It all sounds so sensible. It's so easy to parrot back, too, what she'd been taught for years - things that for almost all of her years she'd never questioned. )
Apostate mages are those that flee the Chantry, that escape - they go on the run, they live in secret. Templars hunt them, too. All mages are apostates now, technically speaking.
( She worries at the edge of her sleeve, the words careful and deliberate and the birdlike way she can't quite be still betraying the delicacy of the subject. )
We passed on our way here quite a lovely little forest, sprung up in the midst of Hightown. You might have noticed it's under guard. Up until not so very long ago, it was a sad crater where the Kirkwall Chantry used to be - until it was blown to bits, along with everyone in it. By Anders. Before the Gallows was an Inquisition outpost, it was the site of some of the most horrendous abuses of the Chantry perpetrated upon the mages in its care. And to some minds, the birthplace of the mage rebellion. Something started and it couldn't be contained - the Circles fell, the Templars broke with the Chantry. Divine Justinia, the most holy, tried to broker a peace between them. That was when all of this,
( gesturing to their anchor-shards, )
began. The Temple of Sacred Ashes fucking exploded as well, with all of the highest representatives of the Chantry, the Templars, the mages, but this time it was Corypheus, creating the Breach. That war isn't over. It's- tabled. While we deal with the other one.