Several Days after the defeat of Meredith and the retreat of Templars from Kirkwall. Rumours of an Exalted March was hitting the city. Hawke, his love Merrill, and Companions gathered around his estate. The surviving mages, senior Enchanters, along with Bethany were among them. The City Guard was dictating order, but only in Hightown, were many of the lucky, innocent, and the rich evacuated to before it was quarentined. Many tragic events occured, but Aveline's actions kept many more horrific things at bay. Dark spirits, rapes, pillaging, and carnages were all present in Lowtown, Darktown, and the Docks...... inhumane, and terrible. Most who left the city would find that there were similar situations in every Free City in the Marches, now that the Circles are starting to rebel.
Hawk's thoughts: *Damn these nightmare of her! Damn that Flemeth! Damn this war with the templers. The Circle lying in ruins, that Lyrium, Bartrand, and now that Meredith!! Was I the true cause of this!? The cause of THEM!?*
Hawke had to decide. To stay, and fight, or...
Bethany:" Brother what will you do.... ."
Merrill: "Lethallin,....have you decided?"
Senior Enchanter: "Champion, we have prepared and established our own ranks and objectives during these calm days, will you stand by us? When the storm arrives!?
Everyone stared at the Champion. He looked up, gazing at the crowds, the result of his actions, gazing at his fate. He now saw that it was over... fate. He felt now that Fate had abandoned him to drive someone else. He sighed, and prepared to raise his voice.
Hawke: " My allies, my sister, my companions, it has been an good adventure together! But now, I must part-"
Merril became very desturbed.
Hawke: "The fate that had driven me.... is now gone! I must find the one who gave me this blessing, this curse, this .....fate! I must leave now to find Flemeth, the one who spins the wheels of chaos! I have decided not to continue with you in this rebelion. My sister has taken that call!! This city cannot continue, so I pray now, that the The Maker Preserve You All.
Hawke talked to his dear companions. Varric mentioned he had decided to go on a specific adventure, along with Isabela. But after the speeches, and after his companions talked of their own goals, and objectives with each other one last time. Hawke went to where Merril was sitting, alienated from people who were her own companions as well... It was really awkward.
Hawke: "Merril, we've been through many things together, and now, know this...I love you.
Merril: "......."
Hawke: "........"
Merril: "About that, I decided that maybe... they won't need me....I decided to come and be with you again."
Hakwe:" What!? I though you said you wanted to liberate mages, and inspire the world to accept magic.
Merril: "When I talked about my hystory with magic, we both thought that it won't be a good Idea. And after realizing my own luck...I decided to stick with you... my best decision ever....."
With that they kissed passionately, very passionately, tongue was everywhere. And they left to Bethany who had many new responsibilities, being a master of 3 trees of magic, (Elemental, Force and Creation). They conversed for a long time.
Bethany: "- Its been a boon from the Maker to have you as brother......Sly...."
Hawke: " Bethany, the time has come, keep safe, I love you."
After that Hawke and Merril left. Their search for the dreaded Witch Of The Wilds had begun . "The answers SHE must posses" was Hawke's constant thought. Although Hawke sensed great futility in this quest, he felt that it was something that had to be done. The now fateless hero leaved kirkwall, and so did many of his companions. A great storm brewed, and the skys were reveiling only great darkness.
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