Snippet #1368943

There was a moment of awkward silence between the people of at the fire. Bruce was sure that it would only mean that they were either about to do something radical, or someone was going to confess. His muscles tensed and he was prepared to cleanse the area, preventing any form of magic from being cast so it would come down to skills of arms, one that he would surely win, however the events didn't turn out as he had planned.

When Asmara said that there was no point in hiding anymore, Bruce, in his head, leaped with joy and was preparing to attack the two, but when Asmara continued and gave him the sign of the Grey Wardens, he was stunned. The Grey Wardens, the killers of kings and the betrayers of Ferelden, one of them was right here, before him, right for the taking. Bruce held the sign in his hand and and stared at his hard, he hadn't been trained in politics, and he had been strictly instructed to not interfere with such things, that was for the work of the higher ranked members of the Chantry of the Knight-Commanders, not the likes of Bruce. He returned the sign to Asmara and allowed her to continue talking.

Bruce let out a heavy sigh and then removed his helmet and the chain mail hood that he wore, then he looked at the two, "Don't fear me then. I am Bruce Le-Guy, a Templar, not a judge or a bounty hunter, I am not to judge you for what has happened in the past. Oh and as for the lyrium...I've been told that bandits have been harassing the route between the dwarfs and the Chantry. Thus I've been directed to this road to ensure the safety of any future caravans," Bruce said explaining his presence.

Bruce had seen close friends being send to the front lines at Ostagar, only to return as names on a long list. Bruce had done his best not to show any personal grievances, but it had been hard. Instead he had spend many nights praying for each and every soul who had been lost at Ostagar and that the Maker and Adraste's protection from the Blight.
The Chantry didn't send any further orders concerning the Blight, so he had then been ordered to return to his normal duties in the Circle of Magi, though there didn't go long before some of the less brave mages made attempts to escape the Tower, which meant that Bruce was send out to hunt them down as quickly as possible.

"Well," Bruce said, breaking the silence, "Mr. Amell, since you are not here to study the Imperial Highway, I shall asume that you are on business for the Magi, no need for any documents. Ms. Asmara, it is neither my duty nor goal to bring justice to anyone else but apostates and abominations. But...Do enlighten me, what truly did happen at Ostagar? Why did you falter? Wasn't the strength of the combined arms of Ferelden enough to stop the Blight?"

Bruce saw this as an option to gain some valuable information concerning the battle of Ostagar. He wanted answers, and since neither of these mages were apostates there was no need to play the role of the Inquisitor anymore.