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Jaqueline nodded.  [color=#7CD98A]"Organizations are no different than anything else - evolution or extinction."  [/color]The world was changing - if the crows, or the talons for that matter, didn't learn how to change in order to face new threats, they'd fall just like everything before them.  [color=#7CD98A]"Adapt or die."[/color]  

Her father was a crow - but that didn't mean she was with him.  To her, it spoke volumes that he wouldn't allow her to join.  If it was too dangerous for his daughter, how could he allow other children to join?  How could he make peace with that incongruity?

But now the witch wanted to know about her.  The interest was terrifying and dangerous, and Jaq considered how to be honest without being...too honest.  

[color=#7CD98A]"I'd say there isn't much to tell, but that tastes like a lie on my lips.  Not that my life is particularly grand or full of intrigue, especially to someone who has done as much as you, but everyone has their own little novel being written in their head."[/color]  She shrugged, unsure where to go from there.  [color=#7CD98A]"Though I imagine my story is probably more common than I'd like to admit.  Middle child, only daughter.  Groomed to manage the buisnesses - the rest was dropped in the laps of my brother.  It all seems so banal when said out loud."[/color]

She didn't expect the witch to miss the fact that being groomed to manage the businesses and killing darkspawn while using even a meager amount of magic were at odds.  But there was nothing Jaq could do at this point...she was in uncharted territory.  

Adapt or die.