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Allaslen has always found her sanctuary in people, not places. She might be fond of a place, like she has become of Vigil’s Keep, but it will never be her home. Her home is with people. Part of her heart will always be buried with her clan. Still, she has found something of a home with each group of Wardens she has worked with for long enough. Most Wardens are a little like that, finding themselves drawn to each other over outsiders. They have to trust each other. There is no survival without it. At the same time, with the Wardens drawing from the ranks of the condemned, they’re about as paranoid of a bunch as it’s possible to get.
In Vigil’s Keep, Allaslen doesn’t miss Orlais. Still, she misses some of the Orlesian Wardens. It is not too great a pain, though. She will likely see them again, and here she has her new recruits. She values them more highly than she thinks she can put into words. With all the power left in her, she will keep them safe.