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"You speak of choice as though it were a coin in your pocket. Go, then. Run. Hide. Pretend you are not what you are. But know this: when the horde comes—when the ground trembles and the sky splits—your choice will matter.” It was supposed to be a game—but she’s not playing anymore. Welcome to Thedas, where the saves don’t reload and the NPCs keep bleeding like people.