Chapter Forty-One: Denerim Ho! "After that, we can split up into groups to accomplish our tasks," Aedan continued. "We need to check in with Brother Genitivi, deal with Marjolaine, maybe find some work to make a bit of coin, and Sierra wants to talk to a dwarf in the market district. Did I miss anything?" He looked around expectantly. No one spoke. He nodde...
Chapter Nine: Earning Trust I woke several hours later, Tomas still awake and still holding me. Dawn had just begun, and the sky was beautiful in pinks and oranges. "No sleep again? You be careful, ser, or I will start shouting at you in front of the entire group." He smirked. I kissed his cheek again, impulsively. "You'd have made a wonderful father, j...
Chapter 18 - Safe ***** Sereda woke first in the morning, kissing my cheek as I woke up, whispering she was going to dress and head out. Brosca had barely moved all night, still holding me tight. Once Sereda had dressed and departed, I turned onto my side, running a hand down Brosca's side, around to her back. She was covered in faint scars, wondering how...
Chapter 20 - Decisions ***** After hearing his story, I could only feel sympathy for Caridin. I really mean that. But despite what he said, I could also see the benefit of the Anvil. The dwarves had been driven all the way back to Orzammar without it. With the Anvil, they could finally on the front foot and start to reclaim their homeland. I hadn't even ha...
Chapter Forty-Five: Confessions "You know, according to all the sisters at the monastery, I should have been struck by lightning by now." "Not for that performance." "Meaning that it was so great that the Maker himself has decided to spare me from the usual punishment? Right?" He grinned, but the insecurity was as obvious in real life as it had been in ga...
History of the Empire: Volume Two (1001-present day) Authored by Scribe Bernard Kerr for His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Uhtred VIII 1192 -- Beginning of the War of the Dragonstone. Norman rulers are increasingly proving tyrannical in the face of growing opposition, as Normandy and Trois-Rivieres grow ever richer, the rest of the Empire stagnating, the peo...
Chapter Thirty-Nine: Choices With Wynne, Morrigan, and Zevran all exhausted and Leliana still asleep, we decided to delay travel for another day to allow for recovery. I climbed into our tent, grimacing at the two new holes in the canvas. Aedan, Alistair, Sten, and Shale set up some sort of watch schedule, and after a few minutes to fix trampled tents and s...
Chapter 27 - The Elven Lover ***** Wynne sat beside me during breakfast, I think enjoying my close presence before she pulled away a final time, restoring our relationship to its previous state. There were one or two comments made, as the smile on her face never disappeared the entire time, before she finally said, "He made me feel twenty years younger. Of...
Chapter Sixty-One: Recruitment Plans Wynne looked about to object, so I signalled her to stop and follow me. We went just a little ways out of camp, her judgemental gaze never leaving me as we walked. I held my hand up to forestall her. "I know. You don't approve. You don't trust Anders, because he keeps trying to escape. Honestly, the only thing that su...
Being a human in Orzammar made you an immediate sideshow attraction. People would stop and stare, point, whisper. It was mostly good natured. Young children would approach, looking up from far below, just to say hello. Walking the markets resulted in vendors yelling directly at me, wanting me to peruse their wares. I did find their weapons were exquisitely d...