We Aestrâgor honed our hearts and souls against the smooth edge of the Waste’s desolation. Ever sharper, we made of them the blade with which to drive our hatred home. You see, we understood that our final purpose required of us all that we were. Emotion alone could not suffice. Like the steel of our anger, our bodies and minds required tempering to be properly wielded. And so we set out to forge ourselves into the weapon with which to heal our past.
– Morrigan: The Legacies