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Rescue chapter 2Rescue chapter 2 by Dankia
A/N: Betaed by the wonderful vabvioand! The picture is of my Warden and Hawke. Hope everyone enjoys the second chapter.
Varric leaned back into his chair relaxing while he watched his friends chatting around the table. It had been a while since they had all gotten together, everyone had always seemed to have something they needed to do until Ialeth Hawke had finally had enough of the excuses and basically dragged the whole group down to the Hanged Man. Now, after a few rounds of Wicked Grace and ale, the gang had begun to truly unwind and relax for the first time in months. Even the broody elf was smiling from his place next to Hawke (and wasn’t Varric glad those two finally made up) as Blondie neared the end of a funny story from his days in the wardens.
“Then the Commander looked into the back of the wagon and, seeing the damage Oghran had done she turned to the other wardens and said…”
Search for the WardenA/N: Before anyone asked, I wrote this in such a way that the reader would be able to picture their warden as the one Zevran is talking/thinking about, if they romanced him or even if they didn't. I may continue this after DAI comes out, especially since I heard that Zevran won't be in the game. This was betaed by the awesome vabvioand.Search for the Warden by Dankia
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Zevran slowly put down his drink and glared at the man across from him. After the battle at the Kirkwall gallows and once he had made sure that the Champion would be all right, Zevran had left and traveled to a small village to meet one of his contacts. The news that the man had brought him was neither wanted, nor what he was expected to hear.
“What do you mean the Warden is gone?!”
“Just what I said, ser. I went to deliver your letter like we had agreed only to find the entire Keep in an uproar. No one seemed to know why or where the Warden had disappeared to.”
Reason to ForgiveReason to Forgive by Dankia
A/N This is an m/m story between my elf blood mage and Zevran. Don’t like, don’t read. This was betaed by the awesome vabvioand.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but Laris, everything else is bioware’s.
Zevran looked around his room with a sigh. Alistair had given the whole group their own private rooms for the coming coronation/wedding, but instead of enjoying the luxury of having his own bed, he was actually feeling a bit lonely. Snorting, Zevran reminded hisself that he was an assassin and he should be used to being alone, that it was the way his life had always been, only…
He wasn’t use to it anymore! He had grown used to having companions that would watch his back without him having to worry that they were about to stab him. He suddenly realized that he had come to find comfort in hearing Oghren’s snores, Leliana’s soft singing, Alistair and Wynne soft talking, Striker’s barking, and then,
Rescue the CrowRescue the Crow by Dankia
A/N: This was inspired by XNAMASSE’s great picture ‘The Capture’, I hope I’ve done it some justice. The link for the picture can be found in the description. Also I am using the picture with his permission. Now betaed by the great vabvioand.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything in Dragon Age but my warden and Hawke.
Zevran turned towards the voice shouting his name and felt a smile pulling at his lips as the Warden-Commander walked up to him.
“So is it true? Are you really getting ready to leave?”
Zevran turned from the worried blond-haired mage and leaned against the Keep’s wall before nodding as he studied the countryside.
“I’m afraid so, my friend. This last attack by the Crows came a little too close for my comfort. It’s time I took this battle to them.”
Turning his head, Zev
Don't Leave Me, Vhenan"No!" I yelled as I saw the old ruins falling upon the Inquisitor. "It's too late Solas, you'll get yourself killed if you try to rescue her!" Varric yelled as he grabbed my arm, yanking me back. I watched helplessly as the rocks fell upon my beloved, unable to save her from that horrible fate. I shrugged my arm free from Varric's grasp, fade-stepping towards the pile of rubble. Holding out my hand, I blasted the pile of rocks away. She was lying underneath, her eyes closed. Dirt covered her body, and she looked fine except for the trickle of blood running from her lips. I jumped down, blood rushing through my veins as my heart beat wildly within my chest. "Vhenan," I whispered as I fell to my knees. "Your safe, your with me." Gently I placed her head on my lap. Her grey eyes fluttered open.ClassyNerd16
"Solas . . ." She rasped, then started coughing. More blood flowed from her mouth. She'll be fine, she'll be fine, I repeated to myself.
"Don't speak," I said softly. My hands glowed with hea
Canary - Chapter 3 [Cole/F!Trevelyan]One kiss breaches the distance between friendship and love.CommanderLavellan
Cole sat alone on the ramparts in the middle of the night, his foot taping against the bricks as he rocked back and forth. His mind was clear, at least from the other people around Skyhold, but his own problem was swimming around in his head. Was it a problem? It didn't seem that way. Since Trevelyan had kissed him, nothing has changed. She didn't avoid him, she hasn't treated him any differently, at most she averts her eyes from him when he looks toward her. Is this how women acted when they liked someone? Did Trevelyan like him? Was he allowed to ask? How do people go about relationships? Or starting one? He should ask Varric, or should he figure it out on his own? Maybe Dorian? When Trevelyan is near him, his hands get sweaty, he becomes nervous, anxious. He's afraid he might say something wrong, or make a fool of himself. He's never been nervous like that before. He was worried when he went out with Trevelyan and Va
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He wished he could help her, the Inquisitor.
He felt her loneliness and it resonated from her like a cold wind as she passed him by.
She hid it well, but he could feel the weight on her chest. He wanted to help, but how? Much a stranger to the others he kept his distance.
But she was always so kind and gentle with him.
"You are kind like a basket of flowers...bright...warm sunny days...makes sorrow flee." He told her, it made her smile, but he knew the longing she felt. He would appear next to her often, just to be around her. She made him feel warm and relaxed. But of late there was no longer joy in her heart, this made her feel cold and distant to him.
Once he had bumped his hand into hers, he could feel a sudden jolt in his heart and could see a blush form on her cheeks.
She was smiling at him and that made him glad.
"I want to help." Cole whispered to himself. She had trusted him so much, more than anyone else had in his whole lif