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I walked into The Hanged Man.

A crowded tavern full of drunk shmucks, passed out patrons, and a stench of ale and rotting puke. I scanned the bar looking for my little Hawkes but they were no where in sight.

I sauntered up to the bar. A guy with blonde hair and green eyes was working there. he looked me over and smirked. I knew that smirk.

I had on a long sleeved black shirt that cut almost below my breasts, what the shirt didn't cover of my assets was covered by a black leather corset. I had on black leather shorts and leather boots that came up to mid thigh. My hair was falling around me, black full waves. The only color was my piercing turquoise eyes and this bartender thought he could tame me.

I stared him and conveyed all my disgust through my eyes.

His smirk disappeared. "What can I get you?"

"Information." I smacked a sovereign on the bar.

He pocketed it. "What do you need?"

"Brothers. Hawkes. They here?" He laughed.

"Are they here? They showed up a year back as Ferelden refugees. Meeran agreed to let them into the city if they worked for him for a year. They just got back from some expedition and came packing with enough loot to rebuild Ferelden and now them brothers are running around trying to save Kirkwall. Good men. Stupid. But good."

"Why are they stupid?" "Stupid cause no one can save this place. People have tried, but they die sooner or later. Why you lookin' for em' anyway?"

I smiled. "To keep them from dying."

He scoffed. "Good luck. They're in the back. go up the stairs and through that first door. The whole groups here tonight."

"Thanks."

I turned and walked where the bartender told me. The door was shut. I brought my hand up to knock, but I was a sucker for big entrances. So I barged in. The people were all different, but they were all standing up, weapons drawn, and ready for a fight. My little Hawkes at the front of the little band of misfits. I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, and a smile playing across my face.

I saw realization hit Alex and Carver like a ton of bricks.

"Jacey?!"

I was suddenly engulfed in big strong arms, the sound of laughter ringing in my ears. I was suddenly released and engulfed my another set of arms.

"O-okay guys. I need to breathe!"

"Oh right sorry!"

I smiled at Alex and Carver. Alex put his hands on my shoulders.

"What are you doing here? We thought you got caught by the Blight! Where have you been?!"

"Whoa there. Could I get a drink before I get the 20 questions?"

"Yea I'll get you one!" Carver ran in the direction of the bar. "DON"T START WITHOUT ME!"

Alex took my hand and lead me to the table. "Let me do some introductions. This is Aveline" He nodded towards a strong red headed woman. Soldier type. "She's head of the city guard. She came with us from Ferelden. She's a good friend." I shook Avelines hand and smiled hello.

"Next is Merill she was with Dalish before she joined the group and..."

I was shaking her hand. My magical intuition hit me. "And a blood mage."

The tiny elf stammered and in a voice that matched her frame said "I'm a good blood mage!"

I've never heard of a good blood mage, but Alex saw something in her, so... "I'll give you the benefit of the doubt."

She smiled and sat back down. Happy that a least someone didn't judge her at first site.

Alex coughed " And next is Isabella. She was a captain of a pirate ship."

The dark, exotic, beautiful woman walked up to me and hugged me. Her breast nearly suffocating me. I mean I'm blessed in that department too but...geez.

"Did you know you are absolutely gorgeous?"

I was shocked, but covered it quickly.

"Hahaha well thanks beautiful. Being told that by you must be quite a compliment."

Her eyes widened at the blatant form of flirtation. She smiled "Oh we're gonna have fun." and sat back down.

Alex shook his head "This is Anders. He's a mage and a former Grey Warden. he runs a free clinic down in old town."

My eyes narrowed. There was a familiar aura around him. One I recognized from the fade.

"Not to mention an abomination, allied with the spirit Justice."

Anders stammered "How did you..." "He propositioned me once. I declined."

"oh..."

"Don't worry Anders. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt just like Merill. If Alex sees something in you then there must be good somewhere. Just know I'll be watching you."

He nodded.

Alex moved on. "And this is Varric. He's the one that got us on the Deep Roads Expedition. Fabulous story teller and drinker."

Varric chuckled "Hello there sweetie. Nice to meet ya. Can't wait to hear your story."

Isabella laughed "And embellish it whenever it gets boring."

Varric chuckled again. "Of course."

Alex nodded towards the last. An elf. With snow white hair, green eyes, and blue tattoos covering ever part of his body that I could see. I could feel the power pulling to me. Lyrium. How...?

"And this is Fenris. "

No explanation of who he was. Which meant Alex wasn't comfortable with telling his story. I don't know if I want to know.

"Hello." Deep voice. No inflection. As if I was nothing. It made me nervous, but most of all annoyed me.

"Hi."

"YOU DIDN"T START DID YOU?"

I laughed "No sugar. We didn't"

Carver smiled and put a new round of pints on the table "Well then sit! Tell!"

"Yes, I want to hear the story of Alex and Carvers mystery girl" Varric drawled.

"Mmmm do tell" Isabella smiled at me like a cat to a canary.

I took a drink. "Well might as well start at the beginning. My name is Jace Adeline Grey."