A Vint and a Qunari, I know. Spent my time in the Imperium fighting the horned bastards, and now I fight for one.
[Krem looks him over, and rolls a shoulder, folding his arms behind his back. There's likely little that Dorian can do here- he can't turn him in as a deserter. Krem isn't as cunning or calculating as others- he's earnest in a way that even the Imperium couldn't erase.]
Got into a spot of trouble with the military. I was a soldier, but I told a couple of lies to get there. When they found out, I was facing slavery or death for lying on imperial documents. I fled South, ran into the Chief in a border town near Nevarra. He saved my neck, and in return I figured I'd stick around for a bit. Maker's tits, that almost seems like ages ago, now.
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[Krem looks him over, and rolls a shoulder, folding his arms behind his back. There's likely little that Dorian can do here- he can't turn him in as a deserter. Krem isn't as cunning or calculating as others- he's earnest in a way that even the Imperium couldn't erase.]
Got into a spot of trouble with the military. I was a soldier, but I told a couple of lies to get there. When they found out, I was facing slavery or death for lying on imperial documents. I fled South, ran into the Chief in a border town near Nevarra. He saved my neck, and in return I figured I'd stick around for a bit. Maker's tits, that almost seems like ages ago, now.