light of his life, fire of his loins

❝ hundred years, hundred more
someday we may see a
woman king, sword in hand,
swing at some evil and bleed

I am Eirinn, a Grey Warden and daughter of the late Bryce Cousland, Teyrn of Highever. My brother Fergus and I are all that remains of the great Cousland nobles, surviving as the Blight takes its toll. But still I will vanquish the darkspawn and free Ferelden, as is my duty. Maker help us all.

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└ {♘} “Sometimes what I desire most is to just be a lady. Not the Warden-Commander. Not the Hero of Ferelden. Just a simple lady that can have sweet nothings whispered into her ear and a flower given to her as a token of affection with no expectation of bedding. A simple lady with a crown of flowers and a pint of cheap ale singing rowdy tavern songs all through the night. A simple lady with nothing but a wistful smile and a name, a simple lady that never has to fear disappointing people’s expectations.”