Józef Mehoffer - 1911
Awesome… well, now that the horrifically uncomfortable conversation is out of the way, maybe we actually go into the Vault that we’ve risked life and limb to find.
Bull and Solas’s chess match.
Thuyhn
something ends, something begins
When I run through the deep dark forest long after this begun Where the sun would set, trees were dead and the rivers were none And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace
“We are the Dalish: keepers of the lost lore, walkers of the lonely path. We are the last of the Elvhenan, and never again shall we submit.” ―The Oath of the Dales (click to enlarge)