DA:I A MomentDA:I A Moment by wazubababi
The Maker would not send a mage in our hour of need, the Chantry sister’s words echoed in her head as she walked towards the bathing chambers inside the chantry. They had just returned from Val Royeaux a few hours ago and she knew that everyone would want to meet and discuss their trip but Aylin just didn’t have it in her. She was tired from the long ride, listening to Cassandra and the others speculating about what the Lord Seeker was up to just added to the stress that had already been pulling at her shoulders. All she cared about was getting away from it all, even if it was just long enough for a bath.
Aylin moved as quietly as she could through the Chantry, trying her best not to draw attention to herself. She needed just a little time on her own to collect her thoughts. Val Royeaux was even more troublesome than she had originally expected. It was more than just an indicator for how the Inquisition was viewed, it showed how far the chaos had spread. They fear
DA:I Lost in ThoughtDA:I Lost in Thought by wazubababi
Aylin couldn’t keep her mind focused, she knew she should listen to the plans of how to approach Val Royeaux but she found her thoughts traveling back to the crowd of Templars and mages that were gathered in front of Haven’s Chantry. They were at each other’s throats, one blaming the other for the death of the Divine. The templar had even went so far as to draw his sword, challenging the mage he was arguing with. She could feel how the simple motion of him reaching for his blade fed the anger of the crowd, fueling the crowd’s desperation to find answers to who killed the Divine or who let her die. She could still see the satisfaction on Chancellor Rodderick’s face as he watched the quarrel unfold as if it was Inquisition itself falling apart at the seams. If Cullen hadn’t been there she wasn’t sure what would have happened. She remembered how he stepped between the two without hesitation, quickly disbanding the crowd before the argument could e
DA:I LessonsDA:I Lessons by wazubababi
Aylin sighed as she pushed herself out of her bed. She had spent the last few weeks in the Hinterlands trying to spread the Inquisition’s influence. Her legs were sore from all the traveling and with all the constant fighting her mana stores were constantly low.
So this is what all those adventures were like Aylin thought lightly as she braided her hair and tied it into a tight bun. She knew that eventually she would grow accustomed to it all and her mana stores would grow. Closing her eyes, she splashed some water on her face. They never tell you this part in the storybooks she thought as she dropped the towel back on the desk before walking out into the cold.
She gave a quick look around before hurrying down towards the stables. She barely had any time to herself, Cassandra or one of the other advisors were constantly following her trying to discuss their next steps. In the coming days, they were to leave for Val Royeaux to appeal to the Chantry. She didn
Past, Future, Present.With a clatter, the tankards hit the table for the doz enth time that evening and for Garrett Hawke, the last. It was the first time all of Hawkes friends had gathered together since before he had entered the blasted deep roads. An entire two months he had spent down there with Varric, Fenris and Bethany.
Varric had been watching him all evening, looking for some form of sadness in him, Garrett suspected. It may have had something to do with the fact that it had already been a week since there return and since
And he was yet to understand when his grieving was too begin.
"Not for me my hairy friend, I think I'm to head home for the evening."
As he got up from the table he wobbled slightly. Steadying himself on the nearby wall, he began to walk out of the hanged man and start his journey back to the hovel he called home. Yet home was not where he had found himself a hour later. There he sat, alone, on a rock just outside Kirkwall.
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