[ maybe more a case of not being super hard to find when you've got a little blood gps that tracks your location. ]
I don't think her words are meant to be used in the way the Chantry wields them. I believe that she means being able to use our magic, as a tool and the gift it is meant to be, free from shame and fear.
They will always seek to maintain their power. If they begin to admit that mages can be trusted to govern ourselves, to be allowed in society like any other free man, then it will be admitting to centuries of cruelty and blood. They will never do so.
They need us. They hire us out as entertainers, healers, advisors and instruments of war. They make money off of our labor, which we never see a single copper piece of. Only a Tranquil can work with lyrium safely - enchanting goods to be sold across Thedas. To become Tranquil you must either submit out of fear or be sentenced to some crime. And to be placed in that position at all is one borne of our imprisonment. If they were going around burning out the minds and emotions and free will from the regular folk, there would be a violent uprising.
[ a long moment of silence. and when they respond, it's with a bit of anger. ]
So it's all just slavery, with a nice little justification to it all saying you're dangerous and to keep you enslaved is for the betterment of the world. [ oooough they hate that. ] But isn't there... no, if there was...
[ hm. hold on. ]
Suddenly I understand more of why you did what you did. Even knowing the consequences that would come.
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I don't think her words are meant to be used in the way the Chantry wields them. I believe that she means being able to use our magic, as a tool and the gift it is meant to be, free from shame and fear.
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The Chantry sound like a bunch of fearmongers. Magic can be dangerous in the wrong hands, but magic hands aren't always wrong. That's the distinction.
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They need us. They hire us out as entertainers, healers, advisors and instruments of war. They make money off of our labor, which we never see a single copper piece of. Only a Tranquil can work with lyrium safely - enchanting goods to be sold across Thedas. To become Tranquil you must either submit out of fear or be sentenced to some crime. And to be placed in that position at all is one borne of our imprisonment. If they were going around burning out the minds and emotions and free will from the regular folk, there would be a violent uprising.
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So it's all just slavery, with a nice little justification to it all saying you're dangerous and to keep you enslaved is for the betterment of the world. [ oooough they hate that. ] But isn't there... no, if there was...
[ hm. hold on. ]
Suddenly I understand more of why you did what you did. Even knowing the consequences that would come.