My name is Aidan, but my Bioware gamer fan friends call me Cullen, for some yet unknown reason. Sometimes they figuratively chain me to a computer desk and make me complete internet tasks. Send rescue.
The Commander
Whatever you have heard of the Breach, the truth was far worse; I would spare you that. The Inquisition is forever changed. We have done what we could to aid the world—to restore some semblance of order—but my time here is done.
A portal to a new realm has opened, and a stranger from that land has approached me. She wishes to stop the war between Gaians and corrupted lawn gnomes. She has been recruiting men and women to the cause and wishes me to oversee the group's military concerns. If a truce with the gnomes goes well, then we will not be needed. If not, we stand ready.
I have decided to take the stranger's offer. The Breach has fallen. I can give no more to the Inqusiition, nor it to me. The Maker has shown me a new path; I must take it.
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