accidental video.

[doesnotbrood]

[The video device cuts on as the tablet clatters onto it's side atop some sort of flat surface above the floor, most likely a table. Fenris can be seen, pacing through flickering candlelight, and the neck of a bottle of wine can be seen rather close to the camera

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[Audio]

[adeptible]

It is a dangerous thing to play with memory.

[A pause]

Even so, when once I knew my answer to that question, I cannot now say which is the worse.

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

Dangerous and cruel.

Nor do I.

[Audio]

[adeptible]

On one hand, I suppose I would still find joy in the memory, even should it prove false. On the other, no memory brings no pain.

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

Perhaps...

...You are very wrong. No memory means you have no home, no family, nothing to which you belong, for good or ill. You are nothing.

[Audio]

[adeptible]

I know what it means.

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

Oh you do, do you? Are you cursed with markings that rob your of your very identity? Of your name?

[Audio]

[adeptible]

No. I have never been nothing.

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

Is there a point to this line of vague statements?

[Audio]

[adeptible]

Will you hear a story or shall I leave you to your own devices?

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

[Sounds of him settling into his seat.] I seem to have time.

[Audio]

[adeptible]

[Starwind pauses for a few moments, but forges ahead eventually.]

Many years ago, my Wingsister brought to me a boy named Tallo. A peasant-child. Nothing. Plain and forgettable. He may have lived out his life and died in anonymity and nothingness if not for what he was. He was half-dead when he came to me, broken and bleeding, trying to die for the innocent murder staining his hands with the blood of a frightened lover.

[The longer he goes on the more distant his voice grows--it's fairly obvious that he's somewhere else while he's speaking.]

I was to teach him to control his Magic--or to cage the threat that he was, untrained. He was too tied to the past, too convinced that he was worthless for what he had done. Tallo died in k'Treva, under my hand. In his place rose Moondance. K'Treva's Healer--the rarest blend of Magic and grace.

[He seems a little closer to reality as he continues.]I have seen the greatness that comes from what is called "nothing." I have shared his life for close to half a decade. Tallo is nothing

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

[To his drunken credit, Fenris listens through the story well enough. He notes the importance of it, and he's even able to associate it to something he understands.

Go him.]

This k'Treva sounds like something that exists on Thedas, in various forms. A Mage-Circle. A cloister designed to train mages to control their gifts lest it destroy themselves or others. Is that close to the truth?

[Audio]

[adeptible]

Very like. Though, not all in k'Treva are Mages. It is a place, a home to the Tayledras.

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

[Tay..le...dras?] I'm...sorry?

[Audio]

[adeptible]

The Tayledras are my people. K'Treva is one of several Vales in which they dwell. A clan, I think, is closest to what they are. There is also k'Vala, k'Shayna, and k'Chona.

[Audio]

[doesnotbrood]

[Clan he understands. And in that, they are very much like the Qunari.] Your mages live among you, then.