[Morrigan sits on a bench, overlooking the many pamphlets she's had shoved into her hands. She's collected quite a lot, and she's already tossed out all the extraneous ones that don't seem to have anything to do with anything in a pile to her side. She's looking carefully through "What To Expect When You're Expecting" when she suddenly drops her studious appearance for impatience, tossing the pamphlet onto the pile.]
This is absolute drivel. 'Tis clear they are speaking from no experience themselves. I have learned nothing.
II.
[These woods are no Korcari Wilds. Those woods she knew like the back of her hand, they whispered on the edges of her fur, felt like a caress against her many legs. They were home, and they were known to her intimately. She's generally good with direction, but this time she's grown lost.
If only she could turn into a crow, as she could before, and scout above for her location. But she has no such power here, stripped of her many talents as she is. In return she receives, what, a single monstrous form? She's still skeptical as to the change, despite hearing so many confirmations from natives and others like her. And it's hardly any consolation for losing her magic, which had been like her lifeblood all her life.
But no, she has to find her way out of this wood the normal way. The boring way. Being a mage was so much more exciting than being a potential monster. She comes round what seems to be the same tree she's seen three times now, and she's sure she's moving in circles. But she thought her path had stayed straight. She stops and sighs in exasperation.]
You will not play games with me, strange forest.
III.
[The fog comes quick as a lightning strike, it seems. She hadn't noticed it building up until she could barely see the road before her. She's heard stories of the dangers of the fog, and, no longer able to use magic as she is, she's not interested in learning of them firsthand.
But she can no longer see any landmarks, no matter how she squints through the mist around her. Which direction was she going...?]
morrigan | dragon age
[Morrigan sits on a bench, overlooking the many pamphlets she's had shoved into her hands. She's collected quite a lot, and she's already tossed out all the extraneous ones that don't seem to have anything to do with anything in a pile to her side. She's looking carefully through "What To Expect When You're Expecting" when she suddenly drops her studious appearance for impatience, tossing the pamphlet onto the pile.]
This is absolute drivel. 'Tis clear they are speaking from no experience themselves. I have learned nothing.
II.
[These woods are no Korcari Wilds. Those woods she knew like the back of her hand, they whispered on the edges of her fur, felt like a caress against her many legs. They were home, and they were known to her intimately. She's generally good with direction, but this time she's grown lost.
If only she could turn into a crow, as she could before, and scout above for her location. But she has no such power here, stripped of her many talents as she is. In return she receives, what, a single monstrous form? She's still skeptical as to the change, despite hearing so many confirmations from natives and others like her. And it's hardly any consolation for losing her magic, which had been like her lifeblood all her life.
But no, she has to find her way out of this wood the normal way. The boring way. Being a mage was so much more exciting than being a potential monster. She comes round what seems to be the same tree she's seen three times now, and she's sure she's moving in circles. But she thought her path had stayed straight. She stops and sighs in exasperation.]
You will not play games with me, strange forest.
III.
[The fog comes quick as a lightning strike, it seems. She hadn't noticed it building up until she could barely see the road before her. She's heard stories of the dangers of the fog, and, no longer able to use magic as she is, she's not interested in learning of them firsthand.
But she can no longer see any landmarks, no matter how she squints through the mist around her. Which direction was she going...?]