"Mmm...well it ends in a wedding, might that count for something?" Political in nature to be certain, but Anora had a certain charm about her.
He swapped over from the idle picking into something less distracting, low strums in a simple chord progression that would make an excellent backing for the tale. Simple way to build the tension, that. "We begin in Ferelden roughly ten or so years ago. While I was not there for this part of the story I have heard what happened by those that were- The Battle of Ostagar. King Cailan and his troops rallied against a horde of Darkspawn with a company of Fereldan's Grey Wardens, standing resolute in the mud and rain against impossible odds."
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He swapped over from the idle picking into something less distracting, low strums in a simple chord progression that would make an excellent backing for the tale. Simple way to build the tension, that. "We begin in Ferelden roughly ten or so years ago. While I was not there for this part of the story I have heard what happened by those that were- The Battle of Ostagar. King Cailan and his troops rallied against a horde of Darkspawn with a company of Fereldan's Grey Wardens, standing resolute in the mud and rain against impossible odds."