draconi

Unfortunate. Does your father not trust that a girl could take on his legacy? She'd never had a father; and if she did, he'd never cared enough to be around. At least, that's the story she'd decided for herself.

She knew she was adopted, Chasind. That was her story, everything else had come later, much later. Loghain. Lana. Cullen. All of her friends and family...

Adapt or die is a pretty harsh reality to live in, kid. Reminds me of my Mother. She paused in her step, turning to grin at the girl. Maybe, I teach you a magic known only to my kind. That way, instead of adapting, you can evolve.