Zevran does not quite roll his eyes at the last- but he does tug on that curl again. "None of that either. Can one truly turn one's back on a god that has left us? I do not know what the chantry teaches in the south but the Maker has left us. All of us. He cannot be gone and be so intent as to punish us as well for attempting to move on with our lives. You sought another means of service."
That is all. "To be a Grey Warden is to stop the Blight, to stop the Blight is to protect the rest of creation and strike down that which corrupted the golden city. How is this not something noble and devout in it's own way? Life can be shit. It is not the Maker punishing you. It is other people being awful, which makes the problem simpler. Gods cannot be so easily challenged. Shitty people? Can be killed. Or at least driven off so they no longer bother you- so long as they are deserving."
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Date: 2016-04-12 08:40 pm (UTC)That is all. "To be a Grey Warden is to stop the Blight, to stop the Blight is to protect the rest of creation and strike down that which corrupted the golden city. How is this not something noble and devout in it's own way? Life can be shit. It is not the Maker punishing you. It is other people being awful, which makes the problem simpler. Gods cannot be so easily challenged. Shitty people? Can be killed. Or at least driven off so they no longer bother you- so long as they are deserving."