The Grey Path - Chapter TenThe Grey Path - Chapter Ten by ThePhoenixKing
Title: The Grey Path
Author: The Phoenix King
Game: Dragon Age: Origins
Summary: Humanity's last hope isn't even human. Called upon to walk a path of blood, valour and duty, Sagramor Tabris must raise an army, rise to power and find his inner strength if he is to save Ferelden from the Blight.
Overall Rating: M/R
Disclaimer: Dragon Age characters, settings, and all in-game dialogue property of Bioware.
Chapter Ten: The Will of a Single Man
As the speaker’s arrogant words hung over the assembled nobles of Ferelden, Bann Teagan had to restrain himself from drawing his sword, his normally cheerful face drawn into a grimace of utter contempt. “Maker’s breath, he really means to do this, doesn’t he?” he whispered under his breath, gaze fixed upon the dais where Teryn Loghain addressed the anxious gathering, every word stirring bitter embers in his h
DAO: The Wedding Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth I pace. I've long forgotten how many times.DAO: The Wedding by Phsbarbie
"Alistair, my friend, if you do not calm down and hold still you will wear a hole right through that carpet." I glare at Zevran.
"What are you doing back here?"
"Angel has said that if I am to stay and be the Royal Assassin..."
"Who said you could be-" I start, but he continues as if I hadn't spoken.
"...that you and I would need to start getting along better. So, here I am, to calm your nerves. They do need calming, no?" I pause in my pacing and narrow my eyes at him.
"I don't trust you Zevran, especially around Angel." He throws back his head and laughs.
"Alistair, you cannot truly think I would steal your bride on your wedding day, do you?" I fold my arms over my chest and answer him with silence. "I am hurt, my friend. I would never steal a bride on her wedding day. The day before o
Dragon Age: The Templar and His Mage (1)Dragon Age: The Templar and His Mage (1) by ParisWriter
Title: The Templar and His Mage - Chapter One
Game: Dragon Age: Origins
Summary: It was forbidden. Mages were to be watched over and kept under control so they could not harm others with their power. Even so, he couldn't stop himself from falling in love with her. Prequel to The Ferelden Chronicles.
Characters (This Chapter): Knight-Commander Greagoir, Varia Surana, Anders, Wynne, Cullen
Disclaimer: Dragon Age characters and settings ©BioWare. Varia belongs to me.
Content Warning: Adult language; Mild violence; Mentions of rape
Knight-Commander Greagoir looked out over the training grounds of the Grand Cathedrial in Denerim, observing as the young knights and rec
Whispers"I'm blind. Why would you want me?"Whispers by Zelara80
Silly child, the cool, sultry voice whispered into her ear. There's so much more that you could offer me. Do you really think a demon is only interested in a mage's eyes?
Sacha breathed out cold air. It stuck to her lungs and stayed within her body even as she released it. The demon was close, circling her like a predator. She could only feel him as his presence drained all the heat from both her body and the room away.
"Silly demon. What makes you think I'll succumb to your whispers? I'm blind. There is no magic that can cure me. You cannot give me my sight back."
There was a fiendish chuckle. I can give you something. It might not be true sight, but it will still let you see.
"I will not use blood magic. I will not allow you to take my mind and body and turn me into an abomination. Away with you, demon. I will not listen to your whispers." Sacha turned her head, but it made no difference where she stared. Everything was black,
Your Need Calls MeYour Need Calls Me by blackcherryangel
Title: Your Need Calls Me
Game: Dragon Age II
Characters: Carver Hawke; Ruvena; Idunna
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful characters. All are the property of © Bioware. I just have fun playing around in their universe.
Others need it more than me.
The air whisking through the Free Marches was too warm and humid for heavy armor. The sun rays beat down making Carver's armor more uncomfortable than usual. His wounds were still raw. He knew he should be sweating more. It was becoming more difficult to get his body to react to his thoughts. Carver smiled knowing his fellow Templars secured this victory after a hard fought battle against the escaped circle mages.
"You waited. I'm shocked." Her voice wasn't as commanding as he remembered it. "I was sure you'd take off to get the final apostate yourself." Ruvena s
Dragon Age 2 - Act IV ch 1Dragon Age 2 - Act IV ch 1 by Rattsu
Title: Act IV
Game: Dragon Age 2
characters/pairing: Hawke x Anders with others
Disclaimer: Copyright by Bioware, MxM romance, implied sex.
The ship rode the waves roughly as it sped north, chased by storms and ill intentions. Hawke lay dead to the world in his bunk, one arm tossed over the side, fingers brushing the floor as the ship rolled. It would be nice to imagine his sleep as dreamless, but after what had happened in Kirkwall, none that walked away would ever sleep easy again.
"Oh for... Wake up, Hawke," came the words, the annoyed Rivani accent penetrating the fog of sleep that had claimed him.
"Go away Isabela," Hawke mumbled, but the rolling ship betrayed him, and a particularly vicious wave nearly sent him tumbling to the floor. "Maker's breath," he muttered as he reluctantly opened his eyes. "Be honest with me, we are sinking, aren't we? Why did you have to go and wake me, drowning in my sleep seems to be one of better ways to go these days."
Apostate's Templar IApostate's Templar I by Andauril
He was just healing a cut in a boy’s leg when the woman entered his clinic.
She limped badly, her trousers were cut open as was her right leg, and she was barely standing on her feet. Her face was pale like ashes as she stumbled to one of the cots standing around, sitting down.
Anders hurried to close the boy’s wound, hastened to look after her.
Her trousers were drenched in blood, and blood was also covering her hands, her side and her arms. She staggered, inhaling deeply and hastily, her eyes were filled with pain. Her leg’s sore was deep, the flesh cut open from the upper leg to her gaiter.
“I know I shouldn’t ask you… I’m certainly not the kind of patient you treat usually, but please help me.” Her voice sounded weak and raspy from her pain.
Taking a second look, he had to agree. Under all that blood she wore clothes of good quality and looked well-fed. His patients wer
Blood Bond: PrologueThey stood at the gates of the great city, staring into the void that surrounded them. Smoke billowed from the buildings burning inside. The wind brought it to their noses along with the smells of death and blood. The bodies of their fallen comrades littered the ground. In the distance, the sounds of battle rang: swords hitting swords, arrows piercing through flesh, the cries of the dying and the victorious.Blood Bond: Prologue by Zelara80
The two women standing at the front of the army stared up at the gates. Their eyes fixed upon the twisted metal and splintered wood that once stood glorious, showing all who saw them that they were approaching the vast city of Denerim.
Zelda turned toward the elf beside her. "Are we ready?"
Arawin met the eyes of the human. "We have to be. Otherwise, all that we have done to get here will be for not."
"Many sacrifices were made. Many deaths."
"And many more to come."
"Then let us end this quickly," said Zelda. She turned around and saw the eyes of their companions behind
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