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It was a very good thing the next room they walked into was occupied by a cluster of agitated dragonlings. Trinne needed to hit something, and they provided the perfect opportunity. She only got to vent her growing fury on one of them. It was just dragonlings, and their group was back up to full strength; it wasn’t just her and Cousland any more. They made short work of the young dragons. “Not to sound critical,” Alistair drawled, bracing his foot against one scaly corpse to help pull his sword free, “but why are there dragons here? I’m glad for the break from demons, don’t get me wrong, but they just seem.

Antiva smells like fish. Dead fish, to be more precise. Zev just laughed when I told him that upon our arrival in Antiva City. "You get used to it, minx," he promised, squeezing my hand. We've been here a full bloody month and I'm still waiting to get used to it. I can ignore it when we're "on the hunt", as we call it; tracking various Crows, establishing a working knowledge of weaknesses and routines. The fact Zevran used used to be one of them doesn't help as much as I thought it would, but we manage splendidly, the two of us. I credit him with saving me, in those first dark days after I woke to find Alistair dead along with the archdemo

Title: Worth It Author: FyreQueen89 Game: Dragon Age Inquisition(set post-Trespasser) Characters/Pairings: m!Lavellan/Cassandra Disclaimer: As always, BioWare owns the characters and world, I'm just playing with them to cause myself emotional pain. : D ------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was taking too long. The thought became all-consuming the longer Cassandra paced in front of the Eluvian, scowling at the shimmering surface, her nerves jangling almost as badly as her armor. "You're not making this any easier on the rest of us, you know," Dorian pointed out, tracing aimless patterns in the dirt wit

It was a very good thing the next room they walked into was occupied by a cluster of agitated dragonlings. Trinne needed to hit something, and they provided the perfect opportunity. She only got to vent her growing fury on one of them. It was just dragonlings, and their group was back up to full strength; it wasn’t just her and Cousland any more. They made short work of the young dragons. “Not to sound critical,” Alistair drawled, bracing his foot against one scaly corpse to help pull his sword free, “but why are there dragons here? I’m glad for the break from demons, don’t get me wrong, but they just seem.

It was so big. Cato propped her chin on one hand and stared up at the sky. Maker, it's enough to make you dizzy, she thought as she watched a pair of birds soar past the tower. To get to see all this, every day... People out there didn't know how lucky they were. And people in here didn't know what they were missing. Well, most of them. Anders knew. He was the reason she knew. Ever since her birthday she'd had a fascination with the sky, and it was all his fault. A breeze swirled across the ledge where she sat, tugging at her hair and robes. Cato let her eyes slide shut and smiled at the blissful sensation of wind against her skin. "I eve

Title: Princess Author: QueenofFerelden Game: Dragon Age Origins Characters/Pairing: m!CouslandxLeliana, hints of AlistairxOC, Eamon Disclaimer: Dragon Age and all its characters belongs to BioWare. I'm just having fun with them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ "She's even prettier than I thought." Seth chuckled at Leliana's admission, his arm tightening around the bard's waist. "I told you she's gorgeous." She shot him a warning look as she pointed out, "You also said your tastes run more towards redhead bards than brunette princesses." "I did. For a woman who's been reassured I'm not lett

Some decisions were inexplicably harder to make. Irene hated those extra. She rarely had trouble making up her mind, which made the extra knotty problems very annoying. Especially when it was about something so sodding tiny. The warrior looked down at the small gold ring in her hand, running one finger along the edge. This shouldn't be so damn difficult. "Y'know, boss, there are easier ways to figure out if that's enchanted than staring at it." Anders' teasing comment caught her off-guard and she nearly dropped the ring when she jolted. "Sorry," the mage chuckled. "You should know by now it's a really bad idea to sneak up on me like that,"

Title: Common Ground (chapter 3) Author: QueenofFerelden Game: Dragon Age 2 Characters: Carver Hawke & f!Mahariel Disclaimer: Dragon Age universe belongs to BioWare ----------------------------------------------------- Three weeks. Three weeks they'd been criss-crossing this Maker-forsaken country following farmers' stories and chasing the wild tales of drunks. They still had next to nothing to show for it, and it was starting to rub on his nerves. The only sign of darkspawn they'd seen was a short swath of tainted ground outside village number two, which lent credence to the witnesses there. It still wasn't much, and after the fifth

 There were too many of them. Even knowing Jael would just roll her eyes and call him a pessimist if she knew what he was thinking didn't stop the conclusion from forming in Jowan's mind. There were moments it seemed they'd hardly had a chance to breathe between encounters with the darkspawn. He didn't know how Jae managed to stay so cheery in these tunnels. Even Alistair, who could usually match her joke for joke, was starting to show signs that the lengthy stay underground was wearing on him. And that was before they saw the massive army of darkspawn building in the Dead Trenches. The sight of so many darkspawn was frightening, to be ho

Title: Playing to Your Strengths Author: Fyrequeen89 Game: Dragon Age Inquisition Characters/Pairings: f!Trevelyan/Cullen, Dorian Disclaimer: None of the involved characters belong to me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dorian's first clue someone had commandeered 'his' nook in the library was the book that narrowly missed his head as he mounted the stairs. The startled mage swore as he dodged sideways, nearly colliding with the wall in his haste to avoid the literary missile. "What's that poor tome done to deserve such treatment?" he chided, collecting it from the floor as he approached. "More

Two months. Well, two months, one week and four days, if you wanted to get really technical about it. That was how long she'd spent cooped up in the small back room in the tower's infirmary. Which was probably why Cato nearly whooped for joy when Marcus slipped into her room and told her they would be leaving for Starkhaven as soon as she had her strength back. "That shouldn't take long," she informed the templar, grinning at him. "Isla let me try walking around the infirmary after everyone had gone to bed last night, and even though she had to help me, I did it." "Well, I'm glad you're on your way to a speedy recovery," Marcus chuckled

Title: Most People Author: FyreQueen89 Game: Dragon Age(Origins, technically) Characters/Pairings: m!Cousland/f!Amell Disclaimer: Dragon Age world and characters belong to BioWare, I'm just playing in their world -------------------------------------- Most people, Trinne knew, would consider her current grumpy state 'not in keeping with the holiday spirit'. Most people would also be spending tonight warm and toasty. Most people would be surrounded by family and walls of varying thickness to keep out the cold while they exchanged gifts and ate and enjoyed the Satinalia frivolities. Most people weren't Wardens. And Trinne wasn't--and never h

Title: Damn Good View Author: queen-scribbles Game: SWtOR(specifically post-KotFE) Characters/Pairings: Theron Shan/f!Imperial Agent Disclaimer: World and characters don't belong to me, and all I get out of this is the fun of playing with BioWare's toys ------------------------------- Theron was not a stupid man. Reckless and impulsive at times, sure. Prone to follow his conscience over official orders, usually. Liable to be sarcastic when he should keep his mouth shut, definitely. But he wasn't stupid. Or blind, or deaf. And he would have to be all three to miss the fact Jaaide needed and wanted a break. The slight slump to her shoulders an

As they exited the chantry and made their way down the steps, Astrid was profoundly grateful that Sebastian didn't try to break the silence. Her mind was a muddle of white lilies and Gamlen's face as he tried not to show how scared he was, and she didn't think she could have held a conversation if she tried. The few extra minutes of silence as they walked gave her time to collect her thoughts before they reached Fenris' mansion. Neither of them were surprised when it was Isabela who opened the door. "Hawke? Is something wrong?" "Mother's missing." Astrid hesitated, picking at a splinter peeling off her staff. Maybe if she didn't say the wor