Eleven: Nathaniel Knight-Commander Greagoir was a fine templar, Nate had to keep reminding himself as he listened to the man drone on and on about the mages that were supposedly at risk, assigned willy-nilly to various battalions, some – the Dalish, Nate amended in his mind – without templar guards. Greagoir was probably a talented individual with many fin...
Chapter Twelve: And if I die before I wake... When I awoke, it was bright out. I was lying in a field, my overly full pockets bruising me. I heard a shout, and then the pounding of several pairs of feet running. The sun was in my eyes, and when someone's head suddenly blocked the glare I was left temporarily blind. I heard my name being called by a voice I...
Just to answer a question / comment from the previous chapter, how is the Dragonborn armed and armoured? As he's arrived after defeating Alduin, I always do that mission at the end of my play-through, so my character is always OP by that stage, so defeating Alduin is always an anti-climax. To ensure he's somewhat killable, or he can at least be wounded and...
A/N -- Before this starts, I figured I'd confess something as I am slightly hesitant about uploading this particular chapter. The ending to this chapter was going to end a little bit 'weirder', for want of a better word, than what it looks like now. If you've already guessed, rest assured there is no sex either before or after the edit, so you don't have to...
Chapter One Hundred One: Accusation and Explanation *Trigger Warnings: Mentions of all of the Very Bad Things you fear would happen in a medieval dungeon. No detailed descriptions.* Once all of our companions – except Wynne, Aedan, and Duncan, for obvious reasons – were there, Alistair stood. He rubbed at his neck the way Theron always did, and I saw Anor...
Chapter Thirty-Five: We're having a picnic... Once finished with my personal morning details, I returned to the campfire. Alistair was about to stand up, no doubt to offer me his seat, but I shook my head, pushing down on his shoulder, and then just parked myself in his lap. I'd never have been brave enough to do that before, but I'd never been so utterly c...
Chapter Seventy-Seven: Making Friends I had entirely forgotten about Leske and the dwarf commoner being in the Carta's dungeon. I'd played the dwarf origins up to Ostagar, but never past; from what I remembered, Brosca should have been dead from self-imposed starvation, and Leske barely hanging on. And at no point was I aware of a problem that would cause...
Chapter Ninety-Three: The Wedding Planner I found Leli in her room when I knocked, and she let me in. "So? How fare you and Alistair?" "Leli...I have to run to a meeting with the Arl, but I need a really big favour." I struggled to keep a sad-looking frown on my face, Her forehead wrinkled in a concerned expression. "Anything, my friend. What would you...
Chapter Eighteen: Templar Twister "Sierra, I can see that you're a very useful person to have around, with your impressive knowledge of what is about to happen – however it is that you come by it." Wynne shot me a look that was part suspicious disbelief and part frustration. "However, I suspect that you'd be less than helpful if you ended up dead before we...
Chapter Thirteen: Laying Groundwork When I woke, I was lying in front of the fire, surrounded by familiar tents. Alistair, on watch, shouted in surprise, and my new companions came pouring out of their tents. I expected suspicion or weirdness, showing up in the middle of them like this, but all I got were relieved smiles and some teasing about yet again we...