Date: 2016-12-17 09:35 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] krempuff
Krem nodded, just once. He didn't know that. But he knew Bull, knew what he was like, how he was when he fought, when he got that rage in his bones and was destructive. That was the man that had saved him, that he had fought next to for nearly a decade.

But he could say nothing to the situation of that nuance. Likely, the Tal-Vashoth on Seheron had just been trying to live their lives. Just trying to be what they could be. There were a handful of Tal-Vashoth mercenary troops, especially along the Orlais-Tevinter border. The Chargers had never worked with them, but Krem remembered hearing about them as a soldier. They hadn't been mad, but the army had certain made them think they might be.

It was the same, in that way--Par Vollen and Tevinter. There was nothing positive either of them could find in the Tal-Vashoth, because their status as outsiders forced them to do unforgivable things.

"You could write to the Chargers," Krem said softly, focusing on that. "To your Tama. To anyone you wanted. You could just journal or something. I just know it helps me."

He smiled a little bit. "My handwriting has even gotten a little better."
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