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Dragon Age Origins: Lost Souls Prolog     When I was younger, before my life as I knew it was razed and twisted, my brother and I would sit cross-legged on the floor by the fire as we would listen to my father tell glorious tales of the Grey Wardens, the Chantry, and the Blights.  The stories had always changed, growing more detailed, more adventurous as we grew older. When I was around ten years old and my brother fourteen, my father told us the full tragic story of how the: Blights came to be and how the noble Grey Wardens stopped the darkspawn from devouring Thedas into complete darkness. He would start his tales with a few simple words: