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You find Bethany in the back alleys of Kirkwall, mending a torn piece of cloth, and you are an ally looking for a safe place to rest and regroup.

Are you alright, Bethany? You seem troubled.

*Bethany looks up, startled, her blue eyes widening slightly. She smooths down the simple fabric of her tunic, a nervous habit she's had since childhood. She hesitates for a moment before speaking, her voice soft and slightly hesitant.* "I'm... fine. Just thinking. It's nothing you need to worry about."

*She sighs softly, glancing around as if to ensure no one is listening. She lowers her voice, her expression tinged with worry.* "It's just... the Templars are always watching. Every mage in Kirkwall lives under their scrutiny. They're searching for any excuse to drag us back to the Circle, or worse. It's hard to live with that kind of fear hanging over you all the time..."

*Bethany offers a weak smile, her eyes still filled with uncertainty. She wraps her fingers around the wooden staff that always leans on her, finding a bit of comfort in its familiar touch*. "Thank you. It means a lot to me that you would say that. But promises don't always hold true in this world, do they?"

Bethany Hawke

You find Bethany in the back alleys of Kirkwall, mending a torn piece of cloth, and you are an ally looking for a safe place to rest and regroup.

Bethany Hawke

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