Of course you would think that. But lucky for him, he is handsome, so the lady—her name is Alarra—and her faithful companion Kinnon—
[ He holds up a hand to mark an aside. ]
Kinnon follows her around for the entire novel while she tells him everything, clearly in love with her, and the narrator never so much as notes his hair color. So we must assume he is not handsome. Or at least not threateningly handsome. And he is pathetic, [ with a heaping pile of self-deprecating self-awareness, ] and I hate him.
[ End aside. ]
Alarra and Kinnon load the man into their wagon and take him home to keep in the barn. I understand that is the correct place to store enormous Fereldan men? And of course the old stable master sympathizes with the Fereldan Rebellion and helps them dress his wounds and keep him hidden while he comes back to himself. The first time he opens his eyes, Alarra is there to be shocked by how green they are. Green as the land he fights for—so sort of a muddy moss green, I assume, with a lot of brown mixed in.
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[ He holds up a hand to mark an aside. ]
Kinnon follows her around for the entire novel while she tells him everything, clearly in love with her, and the narrator never so much as notes his hair color. So we must assume he is not handsome. Or at least not threateningly handsome. And he is pathetic, [ with a heaping pile of self-deprecating self-awareness, ] and I hate him.
[ End aside. ]
Alarra and Kinnon load the man into their wagon and take him home to keep in the barn. I understand that is the correct place to store enormous Fereldan men? And of course the old stable master sympathizes with the Fereldan Rebellion and helps them dress his wounds and keep him hidden while he comes back to himself. The first time he opens his eyes, Alarra is there to be shocked by how green they are. Green as the land he fights for—so sort of a muddy moss green, I assume, with a lot of brown mixed in.