The Desk Of Knight Commander Norrington

[judgemewhole]

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[judgemewhole]

You have my regrets as well, Madame Vivienne. I know how much of a violation this must be for you.

[He could also reach out to his uncle - the Norringtons were a respectable family with not many ties in the Underworld, but the theft itself would be well known.]

I will do just about anything to ensure that Circle knowledge is not lost. We will need it in the future, when the new Circles are reformed, both inside and out.

[madame_de_fer]

[Ah now that pulls a smile out of Vivienne. He speaks of when the Circles are restored, as they must be, and not if as some do.]

You're quite right, my dear. When the Circles are restored, we shall need every shred of history and knowledge we can possible preserve.

I daresay a great deal of our current problems lie with forgotten history and information.

[And people selfishly looking to their own benefit alone but such is humanity.]

[judgemewhole]

[He smiles back at her, before he rolls his cup in his hand, looking thoughtful.]

As a student of history, I can tell you that we are doomed to repeat it if we do not learn from it. I think what has happened recently is an all too real view of what happens when one side holds too much power over another, going in either direction.

[He sipped his wine again, leaning against the wall.]

Balance is only achieved when we share what we have learned, after all. And not sold it to the highest bidder.

[madame_de_fer]

[Taking up a glass of wine, Vivienne takes a long, savoring sip. Thank the Maker for Norrington. He's going such a long way to soothe her anger.]

And only if people can be shown how to be reasonable and sensible as you have. As we see with the chaos now, no one is well served by refusing to look at the full picture.

[Yes. She is still salty about Anders.]

[judgemewhole]

[Norrington nods his head as he shifts his glass as he speaks, careful not to spill any on the carpet.]

The more I see, the more I understand how this happened. And it horrifies me, Madame Vivienne. My brothers and sisters losing their way, the desperate acts of mages pushed to madness -- [He shakes his head again.] It was there, all the time. Tumors that needed to be removed.

[He looked over at her, green eyes firm.] We have a chance to remove them now, so that when we sew up Thedas again, the Circles and the Order will be healthy and whole again.

[madame_de_fer]

We've become surgeons, cutting away that would destroy us and then mending the wounds. What a lovely sentiment.

[If only repairing what ailed Thedas were as easy as painting that metaphor, apt though it is.

For that matter, if only it were so simple to restore Bastien... Her face falls ever so slightly at that thought.]

So, my dear, where shall we begin with reshaping a healthy Thedas anew?