This was my contest entry for the Wonderful World of Thedas contest held by the mods of /r/ThedasLore on Reddit.
The contest challenge was: "Create your own codex entry that one might see in a Dragon Age game". This is my entry; it got second place. I thought people around it would like to read it (for inspiration, headcanon and whatnot).
Codex Entry: Hafter and Sword-Arm
Learn the lore of Fearless Hafter, Darkspawn Slayer, Son of Dane
Alamarri, Lowland leader, bloody-bladed Chasind-bane,
Teyrn in his land, Blade of Legend, Avvar-hunted for his fame
Hakkon silent, in his stead sing, once a warrior with no name
Hunting high in mountain frosts, for the Lady glorious gift
Snowy Wyvern, silver fade-hide, falls her body off the cliff.
Thane Stalhanden hears the story, sees her heart and claws and jaw
Hunt the Hafter, Sword-Arm ready, praise the Hold-Beast one last awe!
Thane Stalhanden, Sword-Arm ready, one-arm climbs the cliff with haste,
Mountain-Father with him smiling, jumps on Hafter, steel they taste!
“Show me Valor!”, Stalhanden says, as his Sword-Arm cuts the cold,
Boasting battle, Fearless Hafter: “One of us may not grow old.”
Avvar warrior and Lowlander crossing blades of steel and ice
Fight for hours never bleeding become tired of slice and dice
Boasting battle, four more hours, as they sit and share a meal,
Strength recovered, battle-ready, crossing ale and no more steel!
Boasting Hafter of Lowland frame under Lady falls asleep
Drunk but victor, Thane Stalhanden, for the Hold-Beast sheds a weep
Hafter holding, both arms heavy, climbs the cliff down, drunken feat
Korth and Lady laughing loudly, Drunken Thane reaching hearth heat
“The day is mine, my home is yours”, Stalhanden tells awakened foe
“My home is death, of Darkspawn make”, Hafter says, voice of sorrow
“Poisoned sister, healers wishing, Silver Wyvern Heart I'm seeking.”
“Good Hold-Beast Death makes Good Rebirth, her Heart for peace unbreaking.”
Fearless Hafter of Avvar Fame to his sister brought the Heart
“Blighted Sister, ever smiling, from The Maker you must part,
I bring solace of Snowy Heart, from Avvar hold of the Thane”
Fearless Sister of Hafter kin smiled once more and rose again,
Hafter’s Home of Darkspawn make, from Blight’s grip freed, a rope tying
Avvar leader, Thane Stalhanden, Sword-Arm ill for knots undoing
Chose Lowlander rite of union, Sister wed on Chantry ground
For the first time was afraid when Thane heard of bells the sound!
At this point the entire tavern went wild and made enough noise to awaken the dead. I almost fainted. That was intense. I couldn’t hear the Skald sing the rest of the Saga, which seemed to go on for at least twelve more stanzas, over the sound of what seemed like a thousand glasses repeatedly clinking, and more cheers and whistles than the human ear can possibly handle.
--From The Saga of Hafter, incomplete transcript by Bram Kenric, Historian and Divine Age Specialist for the University of Orlais
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