I right-clicked on Morrigan’s three-dimensional figure and my female elf character walked towards her, initiating a virtual conversation. Now was as good of a time as any, I figured. I wanted to tell her, but I didn’t know how she’d react. My ears were turning red, which I chalked up to the intensity of the flames near me.
With her spirited eyes, sharp wit, and fluid movements as she summoned deadly lightning storms, she was…mesmerizing and surprisingly human, far from the monstrous “witch of the wilds” that I had heard about.
She was distrustful of people, including me and my companions, yet she joined me to fight the Darkspawn that emerged from underground to lay waste to humanity.ĭespite her outward appearance of disdain towards others, she has come to be a good friend, saving my back hundreds of times. Morrigan, the witch of the wilds that I met all those months ago. Everyone else in the party had gone to sleep, except Morrigan and I. We were sitting by our campfire in the woods, keeping watch for the night.
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