Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160118202126/@comment-5543592-20160119010851

He smiled, planting his lips on the top of her hood, and fell silent, deciding that was a good ending to the discussion.

However, it left him troubled. He did intend to return home eventually. What awaited him there, he did not know. But could he really bring a Breton girl with him and say she was his lover? The tribe would certainly not accept that, at least at first. Would Hawke even want to come? He wouldn't leave her, that much was certain. But he didn't know if he could stand leaving the Kagesh to their fate. His ancestors had built the tribe from the ground up. Abandoning it would destroy him.

Scire frowned. He could see a choice he'd make eventually. He was no seer, the term Farseer applied to a sight into people's souls, not the future, but it wasn't difficult to see that he'd have to make his own descisions.

He glanced down at the slight figure in his arms and pushed the thought from his mind. Morrowind was far away. He didn't need to worry about such things right now.