Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150105092050/@comment-5614539-20150105100122

"No, it's that while you two were in your little realm making lovey-dovey to each other, I was out here fighting to save my people, my companions. I could have retreated, yes. I could have sat in the Coloured Realms and waited. But everybody chooses sides. Mother herself chose sides, and she sided with the people of Tamriel. And as for why she spent so little time training me? Well, I am not of little skill, no indeed. The reason I am here is as her mortal conduit. And yet you aren't a pacifist, are you? Weren't you chafing at the bit, struggling to get out there? I assume no colours, I see things as people I know dying and people who I don't, killing them. And I think you'll find I'm only abrasive to people who waste my time, and commit that pointless act love. I have no time, nor patience for it." Solas snapped, and left, sitting in his rented room, meditating.