#gives awakening justice a kiss on his corpsey head

[avrorean]

@extravagantliar. hc + justice ↳send hc + a word

No one after the destruction of the Kirkwall Chantry would believe Nanna if she were to speak of Justice's virtues, or the spirit that she had known. Not that she could blame them, in light of things that happened, but it makes her sad regardless to see what he's seen as now. And what he became in the end.

Amaranthine was a hard time for Nanna. On top of all these and rulership she was never trained to deal with, she struggled to connect to the new group of companions that were following her about calling her 'Commander'. The only one remaining from her travels, Oghren, was spiraling so hard into an alcoholic abyss that she feared even a nudge of her problems would push him over the edge.

The only one she really made a solid connection to at first was Justice. He was stalwart and immutable, at least at first, but straightforward in a way that was relieving in her current circumstance. And then as he opened up more about the world... it reminded her of how she was at the start of the blight. Why she grew to love it too.

"The spirits consider mortals beyond their reach, and beyond help. They do not understand. We are wrong about this world. There is beauty here... and the mortals, they are worth saving."

She wishes that this was the spirit that more people could have known. The spirit that waxed poetic about the beauty of the mortal world, the connection he felt to its people. How his idea of justice in many cases was redemptive, to act in penance rather than execution. She wishes the world he grew to love had been kinder to him.