The Desk Of Knight Commander Norrington

[judgemewhole]

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[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?