He looked at her sidelong... then sighed, and began to explain.
"There was a terrible event, an explosion that killed hundreds of people. I survived, how or why, no one was quite sure at first -- all anyone knew was that when I was found, there was a woman with me. A woman who disappeared as I collapsed. They believed that woman to be Andraste, wife of the Maker. They believed she chose me." Idly as he spoke, he rubbed his thumb into the palm of his left hand, kneading a long, pale scar unconsciously. "Later, because of this - at least partially - I was chosen to be the leader of the Inquisition. A movement dedicated to discovering who and what caused the event and seeing them held accountable."
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He looked at her sidelong... then sighed, and began to explain.
"There was a terrible event, an explosion that killed hundreds of people. I survived, how or why, no one was quite sure at first -- all anyone knew was that when I was found, there was a woman with me. A woman who disappeared as I collapsed. They believed that woman to be Andraste, wife of the Maker. They believed she chose me." Idly as he spoke, he rubbed his thumb into the palm of his left hand, kneading a long, pale scar unconsciously. "Later, because of this - at least partially - I was chosen to be the leader of the Inquisition. A movement dedicated to discovering who and what caused the event and seeing them held accountable."