Personnage

I made my decision.

I joined the Scions.

Not because I believe in their cause. Not because I suddenly trust fate or visions or the voice that whispers through the Echo. I joined because they gave me a choice—and then handed me a target.

The Amalj’aa are moving. Stirring. Plotting something in the sands beyond Ul’dah. And the Scions want to know what.

Good. Because so do I.

These are the same beasts that took my father. Same markings. Same banners. Same eyes, burning with madness and blind devotion. The same fire that burned my world before I had a chance to build one.

This isn’t just a mission. It’s a gift.

And I plan to repay it with ash and silence.

The Scions think I’m valuable because of the Echo. Because I can see what others can’t. Maybe they’re right.

But if they try to stop me from finishing what I started?

We’ll have a problem.

For now, though… I think we’ll get along just fine.