The Dark Grit

Happy Monday, my lovelies!

My weekend was somewhat all over the map. We had birthday well wishing to do, people to take to the airport, and sadly, a layup with a migraine for most of my Saturday. It put a dent into my writing time, but I shan’t let that deter me. Yumi and company will get to the end of this story as well, and in the meantime, I hope you all were enjoying the teaser I left last week for you!

There won’t be a teaser today, but I promise there will be more to come.

Instead, I will leave you with a tiny musing from a few years ago, in honor of Dragon Age: Inquisition launching tomorrow. Even though I have many misgivings with the events of Dragon Age 2, the first game, Dragon Age: Origins, remains one of the games that I love. It’s dark, it’s gritty, and it fuels so many ideas that I would love to capitalize on. Overall, I have this love/hate relationship with the game because of the direction they’ve been taking it. At the end of the day though, I absolutely love my origin Grey Warden, Samantha Cousland, and here’s just a touch of her story.  Warning, if for some reason, you’ve never played Dragon Age: Origins, it’s a bit spoilerish, but you don’t have to have played for it to make sense.

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