Well, all right, but only because your refusal to waste time on anything so frivolous as polysyllables is so endearing.
1. Take one group of very powerful people, create another whose abilities are meant to oppose theirs, then lock them in the same space for a thousand years. Oh, be sure to teach them to hate and fear one another at the same time! After that just ...wait, I suppose. You'll get a war sooner or later.
2. Magic. Pointy things. Anything you could get your hands on, if you were unlucky enough to be caught in the middle.
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[ a second message, a moment later: ]
Of what sort
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[ Okay, no. ]
Do you mean 'what sort' in the sense of what was their cause, or how they were fought? ]
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forgive my many stray brackets x_X
1. Take one group of very powerful people, create another whose abilities are meant to oppose theirs, then lock them in the same space for a thousand years. Oh, be sure to teach them to hate and fear one another at the same time! After that just ...wait, I suppose. You'll get a war sooner or later.
2. Magic. Pointy things. Anything you could get your hands on, if you were unlucky enough to be caught in the middle.
no worries!!
Could you do magic?
[ look, a whole sentence; mostly to prove him wrong about whatever he thinks of her now. ]
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Yes. That'd be the combat experience you asked about.
[ Oh, it's a lot harder to garner a negative opinion from Hawke than that. ]
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Miss it?
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Are the odds pretty good you're armed as we have this conversation?
[ Just. Bear with him. ]
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Figures.
[ sorry, did you expect sympathy? ]
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Does it.
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[ so yes, it does figure. ]