Greagoir then goes on to explain in a philosophical manner that Solona's magic is both a gift and a curse.Ī gift because Solona can do great things with her power, that no other man could ever dream of. "Thus spoke the prophet Andtraste as she cast down the Tevinter Imperium, ruled by mages who had brought the world to the edge of ruin," he lectures. " Magic exists to serve man, and never rule over him." he quotes the Chantry's historic prophet, Andtraste. His name, Greagoir, and he is the Knight-Commander of the Templars here in the Circle Tower. A stern man he is, for this templar is the head of the Order. Dark hair, and a full grown beard, this man shows little compassion, but no form of wrath or rage.
Unlike the others, he is not wearing a helmet. With dark gray hair, and a hunched back, it's surprising that the First Chanter is alive at all. "Now, that your apprenticeship is nearly over and all that remains is the final test the Harrowing," he says calmly. You can hear the cracks he throat makes as each word escapes his lips. The First Enchanter Irving offers his hand in guidance, he's and old man in more ways than one. Solona Amell, that is her name, and this was the ritual of the Cirlce Tower the Harrowing. With long, and gorgeous red hair, beautifully pale skin, and a cute look of uncertainty on her face. A young woman, in her early twenties steps forth, out from the stairwell with the First Enchanter the headmaster of the Circle. Well trained in the verse and art of knighthood, these men gather to greet a potential mage. The platemail would not only deflect magic, but also any weapon that so opposes it.
Each having swords at their sides, clad in the majestic armor. Atop of the Circle Tower seven templars gather around in a circle.
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