He was my friend. We met years ago, when I was with the Wardens. He was impossible to talk to, and frustrating beyond belief, and brave beyond all measure. A true embodiment of a good spirit. True justice is rare in the world, you know. He was the first person to ever hear me talk about the plight of the mages and truly listen.
We agreed we could help each other. He was trapped outside of the Fade, and I was being pressed in on all sides. I needed his power, his abilities, as an escape. And together we could make a stand. Truly, actually help the mages.
But something ... was wrong with me. Inside of me. My anger. My wrath. It twisted him. Whatever we are now is something different. Not quite human, and not quite spirit.
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He was my friend. We met years ago, when I was with the Wardens. He was impossible to talk to, and frustrating beyond belief, and brave beyond all measure. A true embodiment of a good spirit. True justice is rare in the world, you know. He was the first person to ever hear me talk about the plight of the mages and truly listen.
We agreed we could help each other. He was trapped outside of the Fade, and I was being pressed in on all sides. I needed his power, his abilities, as an escape. And together we could make a stand. Truly, actually help the mages.
But something ... was wrong with me. Inside of me. My anger. My wrath. It twisted him. Whatever we are now is something different. Not quite human, and not quite spirit.