There's little to be said about the deicions of Warden Alphonse and whether or not they gave Adrasteia the room to make her own good choices that day, or at least that's how she feels about it now.
"I suppose I did. I stayed at Warden Alphonse's side through a trek to the Deep Roads and mapping passageways there, and onward into Southern Orlais to deal with whatever came up over the years. When the False Calling and Adamant happened, we were on separate sides of the issue; I left on my own, and he died there."
She gives a little shrug. It's the digestable version of her life as a Grey Warden, but it's accurate. If Teren knows of Alphonse she'd know this much: Adrasteia's cheerful nature would have been an affront to him, on many levels.
To say they didn't get along would be putting it mildly.
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"I suppose I did. I stayed at Warden Alphonse's side through a trek to the Deep Roads and mapping passageways there, and onward into Southern Orlais to deal with whatever came up over the years. When the False Calling and Adamant happened, we were on separate sides of the issue; I left on my own, and he died there."
She gives a little shrug. It's the digestable version of her life as a Grey Warden, but it's accurate. If Teren knows of Alphonse she'd know this much: Adrasteia's cheerful nature would have been an affront to him, on many levels.
To say they didn't get along would be putting it mildly.