Missing MementosThe Denerim alienage is in chaos when you arrive. People are milling around angrily, arguments breaking out between neighbors as suspicion eats away at the bonds of friendship and family. Elder Haran waits for you at the door of the home that suffered most recently. As you walk past, many of the elves fall silent, glaring at you. Anything might set them off, now. It's hard to understand how a few missing trinkets could result in so much anger, but there it is.The Elder beckons you over, ushering you inside the hovel quickly. "It's been like this for several days. At first people could laugh off the stolen items, assuming they would show up at Alarith's shop sooner or later. But nothing has shown back up and no one has come forward. To make matters worse, some of what's been taken is irreplaceable. Pieces of our Dalish history, gifts from loved ones gone . . . I don't want to b
Rescuing GraceThe cries of gulls echo from the rocks in counterpoint to the steady drone of crashing waves. The air is full of the smells of fish and brine, and old seaweed. The cove is only a mile from the mouth of the Drakon, but it might as well be a different world from the busy port.The jagged rock cliffs are dotted with caves and it is here that your attention is drawn. At the mouth of one cave, a child's doll sits at an odd angle, forgotten. Somewhere in this cavern, a little girl is lost and alone. It is up to you to find her and bring her back before beasts or bad luck end her life.Three adventurers stand ready, the warrior Darn of Kirkwall, Marilyn of Denerim, and her beloved Ser Kyle. They entered the cave warily, with Darn in the lead. "Do you hear something?" Mari asked quietly, looking around. The two warriors shook their heads, focused on the small pool of light shed by their torches. Mari
Interlude, ReunionsTitle: A Simple TaskAuthor: Yozzie (Roz)bourneGame: Dragon Age 2characters/pairing: Fenris/f!HawkeDisclaimer: all characters belong to Bioware and EA I just take liberties with their words and actions.***Contains naughty language, some violence and sexual themes***Fenris woke slowly, dreams ebbing as his conscious mind deposited him on the banks of reality. He took a moment to jot down what he could remember - a habit ingrained over the last few years - and then dressed for the day. The elf was edgy and he knew it. He'd been bouncing between excitement and nervous terror for nearly a week now, trying to decide what to do and now that his decision was made, Fenris couldn't wait to get on with it. He brought out the cause of his distress again, a neatly folded piece of parchment in a simple envelope. "I will be in Kirkwall by the 3rd of Wintermarch for a short while. I haven't seen you since you were a mere boy.
Wicked, ch 2Hawke shook her head at the brazen idiocy of these mercenaries. Here they were in a perfect spot for a beautiful ambush, and the best they could do was charge her with weapons drawn? Surely Javaris could afford better . . . then again, she had no idea what had become of him after the gaatlok debacle. If only the fool had the sense to give up when he was beaten, she thought. Falon rushed into the melee, calling out insults to the men as she hacked them down. Sebastian was great with his bow, dropping several of them before she ever got close. And Fenris made an excellent decoy, getting their attention with that huge sword. Isabela fought alongside her, a near invisible companion in the battle; they complimented each other so nicely. It was just too bad the pirate was lying to her. She would ignore it for now in the hopes that Isabela would trust her eventually, but if the buxom wench betra