Nevertheless, after witnessing the ending, I decided as abrasive, confounding, and, well, downright creepy as Solas could be, my masochistic Inquisitor would go the distance. (You'd think with all the memories he had seen in the Fade, he'd pick up on what not to say...) The proverbial scales fell from my eyes in his final romantic cut-scene. Solas' facial expressions were so movingly rendered, every misgiving I had faded to insignificance.
In Another Life
In another life, I would have prayed to Dirthamen, Keeper of Secrets, to reveal where my Heart had hidden, to Andruil to grant me swiftness that I might soon be at his side, and, should dark Falon’Din meet him first, to turn him away and guide his steps back to me. But if there ever were gods, they do not listen, as I did not listen.
You sought to free me, but did you not understand that removing my vallaslin only bound me to you, as surely as any geas? My clansmen see my face, now a mirror of your own, and turn away. I have not even the comfort of dreams, though I sleep in the hollow your body made in our bed.
You told me to harden my heart to a cutting edge. How can I, when I still burn unquenchable as veilfire? Mythal did not speak of this price, this sorrow.
Come to me soon, Vhenan. I would tear open the heavens again if I knew I would find you on the other side.
-A letter found in the secret compartment of the desk of Inquisitor Lavellan
Addendum: It seems I have Jonathan Epp to thank for animating Solas.
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