Brother
I decided to write this letter to you, for I won't be able to come visit as expected. I know I visit rarely and mother will be dissapointed, but duty demands that I stay. No doubt you heard that the mages are getting more restless and it is true. Ever since the Kirkwall incident, tensions have been high and more attacks keep happening.
I know that you look up to me and have expressed interest to join the templars yourself. I also know that I rarely talked about my work, but I fear now is the time to do it, if I am to talk you out of it.
This is not an easy job. It carries many sacrifices with it and it's geting more and more thankless each day.
I have been a templar for 10 years now, and I've seen many things, but even those pale before the stories and experiences of some of our older members.
As a templar you watch over the mages, and in doing so you get to know them real well. Some you know from when they were children, and you watch them grow, learn and change. You will from bonds, both with brother templars and mages - and you will see those bonds broken and you will see blood.
Many are such stories.
Templars falling in love with a mage, only for that mage to fail the harrowing and become a monster intent only on killing. The templar may end up killing the one he loved and will have to live with that. Or he may hesistate and end up dead.
Mages secretly plotting against you, or trying to kill you. Trying to summon demons of control your mind.
Children setting houses on fire or destroying entire villages on accident. Sometimes we arrive on time and take the child away before anyone gets hurt. Sometimes we arrive too late and either the child killed someone or the villagers killed the child. Usually both. Sometimes we have to tear the child from a weeping mother, knowing that the Circle tower is probably too far away for her to visit. Sometimes the mother denounces the child.
Even stories of templars raping mages or otherwise oversteppign their boundries.
This job takes a toll. A toll on your soul and mind, even without the lyrium. Few of us will ever live to see old age. Most will die fighting a mage or abomination in some remote location, our deaths and names forgotten by history.
Those that do reach old age are mere shells of their former selves.
All those events and memories haunt us, and we have different ways of dealing with them. Some have hardened their heart to prevent it from being hurt again, others turn to their faith to an extreeme degree, other again try to deal with it with humor. Some focus all of the blame and rage on the mages, but it's dark path to walk on.
Mages try to deal with it in their own, similar ways.
I tell you this so you know what to expect.
But for all the horrors, for all the tragedy that you will witness...there are bright spots. The smile of a mage child as you show him kidness.. the appreciation of the people when you slay an abomination... the respect and friendship from a mage... The knowledge that even tough there is so much pain and suffering, that there is still good and that we do make a difference.
For as harsh as our duty is on us and the mages, it has to be done. Unlike the mages, we take on this burden willingly, knowing our life, our very sanity is at risk. For them there is no choice, as demons will prey on them their whole lives - that is the price they pay for their power. The task of the templar is to help them with their burden, protect them from themselves and the mundanes, and protect this world from the demon of the fade.
I have no regrets as it is the path I chose to follow.
But you are still young and there is time to choose another path. Think well about it brother, and guard our mother. Darker times may be ahead of us and I fear the worst.
Too much mage perspective, too little templar one.
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. Evangeline, since Rhys wanted her so bad she couldn't be evil 
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