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“So, uh, Fen where are you from?” I asked while taking a sip of ale.  He looked like he was about to speak, then looked away and blushed.  I smiled and told him it was ok not to tell me. He appeared to take a deep breath for courage and then raised his eyes to mine.  “He is from all over, he does not remember his home,” Fen said quickly.  I raised my eyebrow at how he spoke and before I said anything, Lyria spoke up, no doubt catching my reaction.  “Oh that's just how he talks, you get used to it soon enough,” she said with a smile.  I shrugged and continued eating as I looked at Dag, who had already eaten his chicken and was chugging his ale.  “So, Lyria are you two hungry? I have enough to feed you two if you are,” I asked as I dangled my money bag in front of them.  “Oh yes please!  We haven't had a decent meal since the rebellion started,” responding in a low tone.  I waved to the waitress, who came over quickly in anticipation of a good tip; I told her to bring us two more chickens, and a pitcher of ale.   She nodded and hurried off, but not before giving my new friends nasty looks.  I sighed and looked at Dag, who had caught the look as well.  He put his hands on his daggers in preparation.  We sat in silence for awhile, and I took that time to scan the tavern.  I saw the waitress talking to a few people on the other side of the tavern, and when they all looked our way, I sighed and gave Dag the look that said trouble was coming.  “Hey Lyria and Fen, do us all a favor and switch seats with me and Dag.” They looked skeptical at first, but saw the serious look on my face and me eyeing the tavern behind them and quickly complied. 

Just in time it seemed, because some of the villagers started making their way towards us.  Dag noticed and stuck his leg out in preparation to defend himself, just as I had taught him.  “Hey brute! What’s with the mages?  We don't need abominations and some dirty knife ears in our town!” The leader of the idiots was quite audible in his protestations.  I sucked my teeth and sighed as I turned around and stood up.  I towered over them, which intimidated most of them into stopping, which in this case came in handy.   “Well stupid human, what are you prepared to do about it?”  It was evidently my lucky day, because at that moment five of my kith, Qunari also, walked into the tavern.  They quickly sized up the situation and moved beside me, their weapons drawn. 

The mob swiftly lost their fire and walked away, leaving the idiot alone.  I glared at him daring him to make a move.  He began to sweat and looked around him, realizing he was suddenly alone.  The whole tavern had stopped to see what would happen now.  My kith sat down nonchalantly, seeing the inevitable outcome.  The idiot and I stared at each other silently before a look of rage crossed his face.  I sighed audibly, which must have given him courage, because he all of a sudden picked up a chair and swung it at me.  I grabbed the chair, and he tried to pull it back, but couldn't take it from my firm grasp.  The whole tavern broke out into loud hearty laughter, and I smiled.  Well, that was it for Mr. Idiot.  He finally lost all his fight and dejectedly walked out of the tavern.  I stood on a small stool and shouted, “WELL EVERYONE, I THINK WE ALL NEED TO RELAX AFTER ALL THAT, AND DRINKS ARE ON ME!”  The tavern erupted in loud cheers. 

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The next day
Jadar Market

I was purchasing arrows for me and Dag when Lyria and Fen entered the fletcher’s shop.  “Hey Bauble, can I ask you something?”  For some reason, Lyria seemed nervous.  As I began putting the new arrows in my and Dag's quivers, I answered her question.  “Of course Lyria what do you need?”  “I was talking to some of your kith and was wondering if it is true there is a dwarf on your ship that everyone nicknamed “the loud dwarf”, her real name being Isana?”  She seemed to find the ground fascinating for some reason.  “Yes there is, she is still on the ship with her son and lover Maaras.”  She tensed when I said Maaras, and I wondered if she knew them.  “What of it?”  As we began to walk back to the ship, she explained.  “Isana and I traveled together, before I was taken to the Kirkwall Circle.”  I stopped in mid-stride and looked down at her.  “I thought you were from the White Spire.” I must have allowed my surprise to show in my voice. “Well, I am but I was sent to Val Royeaux from the Kirkwall Circle.  Before the Blight I was in the Ferelden circle, where I grew up.  “I see you have been moved around, haven’t you?  Well Isana should be on the ship.  You want me and Dag to leave you while you go talk to her?  As she climbed the ramp, she told me yes.  I sighed and decided Dag and I would go back to the tavern to get something to eat before the big march to the Temple. 
 

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Chapter 25

Reunion

 
On board "The Fate"

It has been years since I have seen Isana, and I wondered if she will want to even see me.  I told Fen to wait on the dock while I searched for Isana.  It wasn't hard to figure out how she had received  her nickname, as she was a very loud person and no doubt would be today.  As I walked towards the open door in the back of the ship, I heard her for the first time in Maker knows how long.  “SODDING SHIP SMELLS LIKE A THOUSAND SOILED NAPPYS! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”  I froze, and could hear her stomping up the stairs.  I moved to in front of the door, waiting for her to see me.  It felt like a million years passed before I saw her. She looked much the worse for wear, but I guess that happens when you're a mother.  She froze mid step and looked at me in utter shock.  For the first time ever, I wager, the "loud dwarf" was speechless.  We just stared at each other for an eternity, then quick as a flash Isana tackled me to the ground landing hard on top of me. Thank goodness there wasn't anyone or anything behind me.  I lay there, out of breath, with Isana on top of me. She began to cry which in turn made me cry.  Before I knew it we were laying there in front of the Maker and everyone, crying loudly, hugging each other tightly.  Our tears flowed for a long time.  I know this because the sun was going down while we lay there.  When we finally couldn't cry anymore we sat up and she stopped, glared at me, then punched me in the face! OWWWW! SODDING…! OWWW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” I yelled in pain.  “THAT’S FOR LEAVING ME DAMMIT! WHY DIDN’T YOU RUN?  WHY DIDN’T YOU TRY TO GET OUT OF THE CIRCLE BEFORE THE REBELLION? WHY DIDN’T YOU CONTACT ME?”  Yes, my old Isana was back.   She stood up with fists clenched and tears streaming down her face.  
 
I tried to explain.  “I was in the Circle and I didn't want to give the templars any more reason to hurt mages. Besides, I learned a great deal more about magic.  You should know I couldn't help being transferred to the White Spire.  I couldn’t get a letter to you without the templars finding out either. I am sorry Isana, I really am. When the rebellion started it was about hiding, about surviving and trying to not run into templars.  What’s more, I didn't know where you were.  Can you forgive me?” My voice was hoarse from crying so much.  She looked at me in silence, breathing hard and tears still flowing down her cheeks.  A few minutes passed before she collapsed, hugging me again.  We sat there in companionable silence, holding each other, before I heard footsteps from the direction whence Isana had come.  To my pleasant surprise, it was a child, and a Qunari child at that.  I had never seen one before, and always wondered what they would look like.  “Mama, I am hungry.” He came up to us and jumped on Isana who was still hugging me.  The two of them climbed off me so I could stand up.  Suddenly I remembered I had left Fen on the dock and looked over to see him still waiting patiently for me. He saw me, smiled and waved. He is so odd, I thought as I waved back. 

“Well I say we take off right now, we are NOT going to get separated again.”  Isana said with firm resolve.  She pulled an apple out of her pack for her son. I most emphatically agreed with her, but wondered where we should go.  She told me anywhere but here, as she picked up her things.  I  looked up at Maaras and as usual his face was expressionless.  “Well Isana shouldn't you at least leave a note for Bauble?”  I asked as we left the ship.  “Hmmm I suppose I should, since she did reunite us,” she said.  Rummaging in her packs, she dug up some parchment and ink.  She quickly wrote a message out and ran back up the ship to where a trunk was, and put a book on it so it would not blow away. 

She returned to us and, taking her son’s hand, said, “Let's get out of here, maybe find a good camping spot.”  Maaras followed us without saying a word.  Fen gave me a questioning look and I told him we were leaving.  “Remember Fen, we have to keep moving.”  For first time he looked sad and nodded as he followed our little group.

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Chapter  26

Heading out
 

On board “The Fate”

The next day, 11 a.m.

 

With our stomachs full, Dag and I boarded the ship.  Just before I was about to head below deck, I decided to check my books and I noticed someone had moved one of them.  Walking over to the trunk, I saw a piece of parchment sticking out from underneath the top book.  I picked it up to read and wasn't surprised at what it said.

 

Hey Bauble,

 

Me and the family are heading out with Lyria and that odd elf she has with her. Tell your boss I said thanks for everything, and I hope to meet you all again. 

                                                                Goodbye salroka

                                                                    Isana Kondrat 

 

P.S My son ate all the apples and meat on the ship, just thought you should know.

 

Huh. Well that was short, I thought as I put the paper back under the book.  I looked at Dag, who wore an annoyed look on his face, which didn't surprise me. "It's ok Dag, I am sure we will see them again." I patted him on the head.  "I don't like it," Dag said as he crossed his arms. As I motioned for him to join me below deck, I asked him, "What don't you like about it?"  He sat down on his cot and answered my question.  "I don't like that they think it is a good idea to travel the countryside during a war with a child with them, even if that child is half Qunari.” I understood how he felt.  "I don't like it either, but they left while we were gone and honestly, I don't think we could have stopped them peacefully, do you?”  He just grunted and got out his poison making kit. 

 

3 hours later, 2 p.m.

 

After getting the supplies we needed for the march to the Temple, we headed out.  We didn't have the money to waste on horses, so we had the luxury of walking.  For those in heavy armor, it would be brutal indeed.  It was a good thing it was so cold now, since we would not to get too fatigued so quickly.  Dag, steel faced as ever, marched like it was nothing.  Of course he has lived this type of life since he was very young, thanks to me.  He looked up at me and raised his eyebrow questioningly.  "You are looking at me with that look again Mamae!  How many times do I have to tell you, I don't regret leaving with you and going down this path in life.  We were family before and have always been and there is no other life I would rather have, ok?" he said with concern and frustration in his voice.  I sighed and patted him on the head as we continued to walk. "I know that, Dag, I just worry as a Mamae should.”  We both sighed and braced ourselves for what was going to be a very long walk, filled with cold nights and crappy food.

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[Vaseldwa]

Chapter 27
 
Fate
 

Temple of Sacred Ashes

7 days later

 

After what seemed like endless days of marching, camping, and more marching, we finally arrived at our destination.   As we were walking up to the temple to meet our "employer", a familiar eerie, feeling went up my spine.  I always got this feeling when I was around a lot of lyrium or magic.  “I have a bad feeling.”  Dag got out of his bow and said he could feel the same thing.  I moved up to the commander’s side to warn him that we should be careful.  “Commander I have a bad feeling, we should be wary.” I whispered to him.  “Hmmmm.  Well if it will make you feel better, find a way around and come in the back way,” he said, his whisper even quieter than mine.  I looked back at Dag and motioned for him to stay with the company, he nodded and continued walking.

 

I pulled up my hood and melted into the bushes, moving around the rear of the temple.  I managed to find an open window and quickly peeked in.  The sight that met my eyes was one of horror!  Bodies of mages and templars alike littered the floor, the smell of blood  and burned bodies choking the air. I climbed into the window, and listened, all nerves taut.  All was quiet except for the sound of my breathing; I slowly got out my bow and nocked an arrow.  Moving as silently as possible, I moved towards the hallway.  I hadn't gotten far when I came across two people that I know shouldn't have been there.  Upon closer inspection I could see that they were wardens.  I was shocked, and wondered what wardens were doing here acting as if they were standing guard.  From what I had seen in the room I had entered through, they weren't here as rescuers but as killers. It was dark enough I could hide in shadows.  My old assassins training was coming in handy and I was able to get close enough to get a clear shot of them both.

 

I drew an extra arrow and nocked both of them.  I pulled back and aimed, positioned the arrows just so, and released them; both arrows reached their mark, right through the head. They fell to the floor  with a loud clanking noise.  I froze, staying in the shadows and waiting for reinforcements to come. I heard nothing, so I kept moving until I could feel the ****** of magic and knew the source of it was close. I crept through the dark, blood-soaked halls of the temple for what seemed like an eternity and finally came to a big double door.  I walked slowly to the door and listened in.

 

“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE!”  The voice sounded Orlesian.  Could it be the Divine?

 

“Keep the sacrifice still!”  A deep voice barking an order!

 
 

“Someone help me, please!” A sound of someone in pain!  

 

I kicked down the door, bracing myself for what I thought would be a group of blood mages. However, to my horror, it was something much worse!  There, in the middle of the room, was Divine Justinia being magically help by warden mages.  My eyes could not look away at what was the most disgusting creature I had ever set eyes on.  The orb he held caught my attention, and my entry evidently distracted him; it gave the Divine a chance to act.  She quickly smacked the orb out of the creature’s hand, sending it flying.  Out of reflex I dove for it and picked it up.  I was instantly racked with the most crippling pain you can imagine.......and then everything went dark.

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Chapter 28

I am Not Guilty!

 

     I awoke to the sound of water dripping, the floor wet. I was cold, my hands were shackled and I couldn't see well at first.  I slowly rose, not knowing where I was or what had happened.  As my hazy vision cleared, I saw that I wasn't alone.  There were soldiers all around me, their iron swords drawn.  I looked at their faces with expressions that had many emotions all at once it seemed.  A mix of anger, grief and most of all - fear.  They looked like they really wanted to kill me, why I didn't know.  My head hurt and......"AAARGH!”  My hand was suddenly seized with pain and a green light emitted from it.  As I continued to gaze upon my hand the front door swung open and two women appeared, one that I knew.  The other I was a bit weary of, given the fact I was unable to defend myself. The black hair one circled me like a beast, having found her prey.  "Why shouldn't I kill you right now, Murderer?!" she growled in my ear.  She continued to circle me as she spoke, "The conclave is destroyed and countless are dead. Why are you the only survivor?" she said in a tone mixed with rage and grief.  

I sat there silent, in shock at hearing the fate of the conclave.  My thoughts immediately went to Dag...my son....is he dead...did he make it to safety.  My thoughts were interrupted again as the dark haired women grabbed my glowing hand. “Explain this!” she said with a snarl.  I glared at her then. “Don't you think I would if I could?  I don't even know what's going on!  My son may be dead!  My kith may be dead!” I yelled at her as strong grief took hold of me.  Tears streamed down my face and my hands were shaking as I collapsed to the ground.  My energy drained, I just cried, shook and grieved for what must be the truth.  My kith were gone, but more importantly my son was gone.  My beloved son has been taken from me, before he had a chance to do anything...he was still so young.  I laid there on the cold stone and as I did so, I heard Leliana tell the dark haired women they needed me.  She called her Cassandra, a name I have heard before.  They exchanged a few more words and sideways glances in my direction.  Cassandra approached me again, this time unshackling me and replacing my current iron shackles with rope bindings.  She pulled me to my feat, and started to escort me outside.  Where she planned to take me I didn't know, but it felt like it was going to change my whole world.

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Chapter 29

 

New Perspective

 

The floor was paved stone and chilly, the cold quickly seeped into my clothes. I felt frozen within minutes; all the while my hands were bound.  As I looked up I saw it, the enormous tear in the veil. It felt like staring into forever, as if there were no end. Demons poured out of the hole in the sky like snow falling upon the ground.  I could hear them in the distance the sound of metal upon metal, the screams of the dying.  I looked around at the people before me, their grief and rage clear upon their faces. They looked upon me with fear, a look that silently said....Monster. Then without warning the tear convulsed and my hand seized with crippling pain.  I fell to my knees in agony, but as quickly as it came the pain left. I laid there in a daze, all the pain of loss I felt drowning me. It was hard to breathe; after a few moments I was able to get back to my feet. Cassandra and I began to walk down the path out of the village.  As I walked past them, the people of village would throw rocks and shout insults, screaming for my death. Hasn't there been enough death, I thought to myself.  After a few rocks, Cassandra stepped in and got the villagers to leave me alone. 

We finally made it to a bridge and Cassandra cut my bonds, mentioning a trial while she did so.  Why she cut my bonds left me wondering if she lost some of her wits, because I could run if I wanted. Not that I would, especially when there wasn't anywhere to go. 

We continued on our way, walking through the frigid snow, passing many bodies.  As we strode along the path, I feared discovering Dag's body, I feared the worse.  As we approached the second bridge the veil tear convulsed again and again crippling me with pain. I fell to my knees, waiting for the pain to fade as it did before. Cassandra helped me to my feet and we continued on our way.
 
We began to cross the bridge when a massive green ball of fire crashed in to the bridge. I felt the bridge give way, sending me and Cassandra plummeting to the ice below. As we laid there in a daze demons came raining down from the veil.  There must have been at least twenty. I was unarmed, and I looked to see Cassandra getting to her feet.  She looked at what must have been certain death for her, but charged anyway. I frantically looked around for a bow or dagger, but instead I came upon a weapons chest that had a small wooden shield and an iron sword.  I quickly grabbed both, and turned around just in time to bash a demon in the face with the shield.  It felt good, and helped me to feel better.  I felt a rush of adrenaline and smacked the shield with my sword and taunted the demons. 

“HEY, OVER HERE! COME AND GET IT!”

And come they did, at least ten.  I tried to think of how to stand, unfamiliar with fighting like a warrior.  I simply held my shield out in front of me and pointed my sword forward and braced myself. The first three charged me, slamming into my shield.  I swiftly shoved them off and brought down my sword slicing one in half.  I twirled around knocking three more demons down with my shield.  I brought down my sword again on another demon and stomp my foot through a second. I looked up to see that Cassandra was really holding her own as she ran two through at the same time.  Cassandra and I battled the demons for what seemed like an eternity, but they just kept coming.

  
Cassandra and I stood back to back, as more demons surrounded us.  Suddenly a battle cry filled with pain and rage rang out.  I looked to see where it came from and to my surprise it was Isana, jumping off the cliff into what remained of the demons.  She cut through them like they were made of paper, shredding them with her daggers. I charged forward, not wanting her to fight alone. Together Cassandra, Isana and I finished off the remaining demons.

When it was all over, Isana fell to her knees and wailed and cried and punched the ground. I slowly walked up to her, with Cassandra close behind. “Isana are you alright? What happened?” She looked up at me with red puffy eyes that showed she had been crying a lot lately. “My.....son....Maaras…” she said between sobs. I didn't know what to say, so I just hugged her and let her cry. She cried for so long I feared we would become frozen solid in the snow.  I pulled away from her and asked, “Isana where is Lyria and that elf she was with?” She looked up at me and frowned. “We got separated again, sod it all!”  she replied as she got to her feat and sheathed her daggers. “We have to keep moving, we must get you to the breach,” said Cassandra.  I looked at her with an irritated glare but nodded in response.  We continued on, with Isana close behind.

[Vaseldwa]

Chapter 30

The Rift, Take 1

 

We continued on, while the cold seeped into our armor.  The demons just kept coming; how we managed to get through them I will never know. "There are more demons ahead, I can hear the fighting," said Cassandra between breaths.  I could hear it too - the clanging of metal, the screams of demons.  I could feel the prickle of magic being cast on my skin, there must be a mage nearby.  We climbed a set of stairs, breathing hard from battle when we came upon soldiers, an elf and a dwarf fighting yet another group of demons.  With my sword and shield at the ready, I charged with all my strength at the enemies and managed to take out one. The other demon in my path managed to evade me and came at me with full force. I put my shield up and braced myself for impact with surprisingly little strain. The demon slammed hard into me, but I managed to shove him down. I saw this as my chance and I ran it through, grinning in satisfaction as it died.   

Suddenly my hand was grabbed and pulled towards the rift, causing it to close. I looked over at the elf, and thought he looked very determined.  As the rift closed I jerked my hand away, and glared at the elf. He simply smiled which annoyed me more. "How did you know to do that?" I asked him.  "I didn't, It was just a theory and one that proved to be correct", he answered with a smile.  "My name is Solas and you are?"  "I am Ebasit Arvaarad Adaar, but you may call me Bauble," I replied.  With an inquisitive look on his face, Solas commented on my name. “Curious.” "What is curious about my name?" I asked, irritated yet again. "Your name ‘Bauble’.  How did you get such a name?"  He wore a look that said he was studying me.  "In my days as an assassin before I became a mercenary, I would wear little baubles on my armor," I replied.  "This is very interesting but we all must remember that there is a giant hole in the sky,” said the dwarf, pointing out the obvious.  "Oh sorry," I replied as we continued on our way.  The dwarf introduced himself with a smile.  “I am Varric Tethras by the way, known as a rogue and story teller; although more recently the title of ‘an unwanted fourth wheel’ has been added.  As he finished speaking, I heard what could have only been a disgusted noise from Cassandra.  It made me want to laugh.

We continued on our way, talking about our backgrounds and killing off more demons in the process. We came upon a man named Cullen and his soldiers and yet another fade rift.  We made short work of both the demons and the rift.  Cullen, who I learned was the commander of the military forces here, retreated with the rest of the soldiers. 

Following the path, we finally reached the start of it all.  The breach was far more intimidating up close, and I was looking forward to closing it for good.  I looked to the elf, Solas I think he said his name was.  “Solas, what do we do? This rift is the biggest, are you sure I can close it?” I whispered to him.  With conviction, he answered in the affirmative.  “Yes, with the mark you should be able to close this one as you did the others.”  I nodded in response and as we made our way down, we heard a deep voice speaking of a "sacrifice".  I didn't like the sound of it and hoped to stop whoever that voice belonged to. Leilana and her scouts were already in position and everyone prepared themselves for the worst.   Anything to do with the fade always resulted in trouble.  “You must open it first and then re-seal it properly,” Solas said with an intent look.  Everyone was ready, so I aimed the mark on my hand at the rift, beginning the process of opening it.  As the rift opened, we had the distinct pleasure of a giant demon and a few of its minions joining us.  The battle immediately began, magic and metal clashing with demon flesh. 

My companions and I instantly engaged the enemy, cutting down the smaller demons with ease while trying to stay a fair distance from the bigger one.  Not being used to wielding a sword and shield, I had to make do.  While cutting down a few of the smaller demons, I made my way to the largest demon, a Pride Demon Solas called it, trying to sneak up behind it while it was occupied with the other soldiers.   I managed to get close enough and lunged forward, slashing it behind the knee.  It roared in pain and anger, swinging around to try and fend me off.  As it swung around, it fell to its knees and I saw this as my chance to end the creature.  I ran forward with my sword raised high, taking advantage of its current incapacity.  When I reached the demon, I brought my sword down, taking off its head; well, most of it, because the head hung from the body only by a thread as it collapsed.

 
“You must seal the rift! Do it now!” Cassandra yelled.  I looked towards the rift, and hoped it would work again.  I made my way closer to the rift and raised my marked hand. The reaction was instant and the power surged. It was difficult to keep my arm up, but I forced my way through the pain, knowing what would happen if I gave up. 

I concentrated with all my strength and BOOM! the tear in the veil looked to be sealed, but I didn't know this due to blacking out.

[Vaseldwa]

Chapter 31 

New Beginning 

 

 

3 Days later...absurd

I awoke to a migraine that made it hard to open my eyes, but I managed to open them anyways. As opened them, everything that had happened came rushing forward, renewing my pain. “My son...my son,” I whispered to myself as I felt tears run down my face. I couldn't believe he was gone, whoever was responsible for the blast would pay. I looked around, finding myself in a cabin; the smell of dog told me I was still in Ferelden. I sat up and felt a thump under the bed I lay on. I bent over and looked under the bed. It was a baby mabari, seemingly no more than a couple of months old, who was chewing on something. I lifted the bed up and grabbed the tiny pup, who held onto what looked like a half made leather gauntlet. I managed to laugh a little, trying to get it from him. I pulled and he pulled, giving me his baby growl. I smiled and shrugged and put down the brown little terror. The pup hopped around and wagged its little nub of a tail, all the while trying to bark with his toy in his mouth. “So where did you get your toy pup, did you take it from a poor blacksmith?” I said with half a smile. He barked again, dropping the gauntlet this time. I bent down to grab it as an elven women came in and gasped. “Oh you little looter! First you steal, then you wake up Andraste's chosen!” she said as she glared at the pup. “Take it easy it's just a gauntlet, and I will make sure the pup doesn't do it again.”
 

She looked at me, nodded and bowed; “I shall tell Seeker Cassandra you have awakened.” I gave her a nod in response and bent down to pick up the pup; as I did so I could see that it was a male. “So little man, shall I call you Looter? It seems to fit you given what I know of your behavior.” He barked or, I should say, squeaked his approval. “Good, and we are now partners! When you are big enough we will fight side by side! How does that sound, Looter?” He squeaked again as he wiggled in my hand. 

I laughed and put him down, and he proceeded to bounce around my feet as I walked. As I stepped out of the small hut, I was greeted by soldiers forming a path with their heads bowed, which made me very uncomfortable. I didn't want to be some chosen one, especially of some god I didn't follow. I could see over their heads and they were making a path that led to the chantry. "Oh joy, I get to go into to chantry", I thought sarcastically. It was a very quiet walk. The only sounds were my footsteps and the sound of Looter not far behind me. I would have to talk to the seeker about this chosen business when I saw her; I did not want to be their chosen one. I certainly do not want to be worshipped in any way, shape or form. 

I made it through the front doors and could hear arguing coming from the door in the back. I looked down at Looter who tilted his head with his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth. “You're going to protect me right?” I asked half laughing. He squeaked at me and ran ahead, leaving me to chase after him.

As I neared the door, the arguing voices were much clearer. I heard the Chancellor’s voice and the Seeker’s, arguing about me and the breach. "Leave to chantry folk to talk about everything but what's more important", I thought. I took a deep breath and opened the door, only to be greeted by Templars. "Arrest her before she does anything else to worsen the situation!" said the Chancellor with a sneer. As the seeker immediately canceled the Chancellor’s order, I caught Looter doing his "business" on the Chancellor’s foot. I straightened up immediately and covered my mouth to keep from laughing out loud. This pup was turning out to be a nice distraction from my current pain and stresses.

The Chancellor had finally had enough and walked out, with Looter’s steaming pile of love on his boot. I laughed again to myself as the Seeker and Sister Leliana began speaking to me again. They spoke about how we needed to do something and that we were alone with no support from the chantry. Good riddance I say, the chantry is useless. 

“Will you help us restore order?” the seeker asked as she offered her hand. I nodded and shook the hand she held out to me. This should be interesting!

[Vaseldwa]

Note to reader: Will continue this FF soon. 

Modifié par CastelessScars, 09 septembre 2015 - 09:53 .