Hate Tevinter? No. Quite the contrary. I love Tevinter more than any other.
[The great contradiction of Dorian Pavus, the Pariah. He loved Tevinter so much that he nearly hated it.
The deep flaws in his country, the sins that had not been changed and turned into common practice, into law, each of them hurt him, and hurt him deeply.
Because, in his soul, Dorian, the boy who had been bounced from Circle to Circle, locked in solitary confinement, suffered under a legacy that he could not escape, grew up broken by the wheel of Tevinter that shaped all in turn, in his soul, Dorian loved Tevinter.
It was home.
Dorian was a starry-eyed ideallist. He looked at a corrupt country, one rife with tyranny and slavery, that broke men in an effort to make them conform, a country where murder was as common at a party as dessert, Dorian looked at this country...
...and he saw something worth saving.
Even Fenris thought he was a fool for it- the elf would just as soon see the country razed off the map. But even he had begrudgingly admitted that, if anyone was going to redeem Tevinter, it would be Dorian.
And he would.]
I am simply not blind to the flaws of my homeland. Tevinter is an unkind place.
[He could still remember being but a boy, locked in solitary confinement for fighting with the other boys. Dorian, the pariah since he could put his words behind his fists, had known its cruelty well.
And even he had learned that what he had suffered had only been a fraction compared to some.]
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[The great contradiction of Dorian Pavus, the Pariah. He loved Tevinter so much that he nearly hated it.
The deep flaws in his country, the sins that had not been changed and turned into common practice, into law, each of them hurt him, and hurt him deeply.
Because, in his soul, Dorian, the boy who had been bounced from Circle to Circle, locked in solitary confinement, suffered under a legacy that he could not escape, grew up broken by the wheel of Tevinter that shaped all in turn, in his soul, Dorian loved Tevinter.
It was home.
Dorian was a starry-eyed ideallist. He looked at a corrupt country, one rife with tyranny and slavery, that broke men in an effort to make them conform, a country where murder was as common at a party as dessert, Dorian looked at this country...
...and he saw something worth saving.
Even Fenris thought he was a fool for it- the elf would just as soon see the country razed off the map. But even he had begrudgingly admitted that, if anyone was going to redeem Tevinter, it would be Dorian.
And he would.]
I am simply not blind to the flaws of my homeland. Tevinter is an unkind place.
[He could still remember being but a boy, locked in solitary confinement for fighting with the other boys. Dorian, the pariah since he could put his words behind his fists, had known its cruelty well.
And even he had learned that what he had suffered had only been a fraction compared to some.]