#idk if either of those are my favourite quest jgshsskk sorry

[vigilskeep]

14 for minerva or keir?

14. your oc talking about your favourite quest

I have trained Warden recruits, but I have not prepared to train anyone so young. It cannot be done the way it was done to me. My son cannot be ignorant the way we were kept ignorant. If he is ever taken from me, and Harrowed, I will have failed him twice if he is blind.

Try to explain this in a way he’ll understand. What do children understand?

Once upon a time there was a mage who lived in a tower. She was powerful, and the templars fear nothing more than power. To test her will, she was sent into a world of strange horrors and strange wonders, the one you see each night in your dreams. She followed the path that the Fade set before her feet, and upon that path, she found a kindly mouse.

With the mouse at her side, she faced many dangers. A spirit of valour challenged her to a duel, and she defeated it. Wolves of the Fade bit at her heels, and she gathered the mouse in her hands to protect it from their fangs. She wished for the mouse to be stronger, for it was only a weak creature, and of little help to a talented mage. In exchange for answers to its riddles three, a demon of sloth taught the mouse to take the form of a mighty bear. Now they could face her test together. They could not fail.

That was her pride.

She thought she had passed the test, and returned to the world, leaving her tower to do great things. But true tests never end. When she came back to the tower, it was broken, and there were so few of the children left to cry. Her father The First Enchanter could not be found. The bodies were everywhere. Flesh bound the walls. A demon captured her, and sent her to the Fade once more. Her friends vanished, and in her despair, there came the mouse. He had been waiting. He had always known a day would come of greater need, when the mage’s own power would fail her. A better time to bargain.

Only his aid could free her form to change as he did, to slip through the gaps and escape this prison. His aid, and her blood, to bind them forever. The mage agreed The mage failed The world needed The mage knew it would be worth it if

Enough. This is too much for him to know. Try again. There’s still time.

[Personal notes found in Warden-Commander Minerva Surana’s grimoire. Written in her customary cipher for illicit or experimental spellwork. Several lesson plans for a young mage follow, written with devotion and care. Some are annotated critically by another hand, offering a sharp Dalish perspective in green ink. Many are stained with small, inky fingerprints, as though they saw use and were briefly left unattended. This page, however, remains pristine.]