Char: Male x Male (Pairings are Surprise). Female x Male (Pairings are surprise)
Summary: Corypheus is dead and the threat passed – or so they thought. It was found out that the start and cause of the horrendous acts on Thedas was elven in nature, leading to the start of a genocide of the elven race. Now there is a new threat, mayhaps even more so than Corypheus had ever been. With the Inquisitor dead, and most of the Inquisition either killed or held captive, what hope does Thedas have in combatting the new slew of demonic forces entering their world.
Children of The Veil
Giant Bull?
Be careful. He had said.
Crimson eyes narrowed as the owner of said eyes pressed against stone wall, feeling the coldness bleed into his dark clothing.
Be silent. He had said.
He slowly slinked down the hall, using the darkness as a cover.
Don't be seen. He had stressed.
With a slow exhale, he flung himself from one side of the hall to the other, the tails to the scarf wrapped around his neck and mouth trailed behind him as he ducked from one shadowy corner to the next. His light leather boots made no sound as he continued to slide down the hall with light steps.
There was an artifact in this fortress that they had needed. It was too heavily guarded for all of them to go along so he went in alone. He was quieter, he was more cautious, he was more nimble – he was perfect for the job. He could kill without a sound and move without being detected. He prayed that the fortress didn't have any Mabari. If they did, he was done for. The hounds would sniff him out in a second.
Mythal be with me.
He sent a silent prayer before he slunk even farther into the fortress. He pulled a crystal from his pocket. It was similar in looks to solid lyrium, but it was green. This is what they used to seek out the artifacts they needed.
After the world had gone to shit and back, elves were the new target. He was a little surprised but at the same time he wasn't. He'd thought after one of his People saved the world, they'd be more grateful and accepting to the elven kind.
No.
They were everything but kind and accepting. They only seemed angrier, more bloodthirsty. It'd gotten so bad, the humans would actually go out of their way to find elven settlements and destroy them. He was glad that most of the ancient elven ruins were too intimidating for them to go near – something about angry ancient spirits and curses.
He put the crystal away with a slight frown. There were no pulsations so the artifact wasn't anywhere near him. He'd have to go deeper in. A slew of elvhen curses was released from thin, pale lips. He had to force down a small bubble of a laugh – if Noah heard any of which had passed his lips, the elder elf would never let him hear the end of it.
As he made it to the end of the hall, he peered around the edge of the wall where light spilled in from lit torches. He cursed and abruptly pulled himself back. There were dozens of humans in the next room over.
What exactly was in here that the humans were protecting? Were they even protecting something? Were they bandits?
A growl startled him, causing him to tense. Was that a Mabari? The silver haired elf looked back down the hall. It was empty. "Fucking bastards!" He jumped again. He slowly peered back around the wall. There was a large….thing in the midst of the humans, growling and cursing at them. It was completely bloody and it looked as if one of its horns were chipped. The skin of the creature was tinted purple – he looked a little less for ware. Being that large and looking like a skeleton was….it made it look even more painful than it probably was.
It was chained by its arms down to the ground. The room they were in was similar of sorts to a grand hall but where it lacked the grandiose décor, it made up for it in torture equipment: Spiked chains, spiked whips, different sizes of knives, a chair with straps – these humans always accused elves of being cruel, but look at them now!
Was that a baby dragon they were kicking?
The elf's eyes narrowed. He bit his lip contemplating on what to do next. Should he save the creature? Should he keep on? A pulsation from the crystal answered that for him. The artifact was in that room with all the humans. How the hell was he going to get in there and out without being seen? They were all over the place!
"I haven't seen this much fire from him since we killed the elf thing in front of him!" one of the humans laughed. The elf in the shadow's expression darkened.
"What about when we killed the guys that were a part of his little group? What'd they call themselves? Bulls?" The humans around him laughed as they threw another kick at the giant's side.
"I especially enjoyed killing the elf thing," the human purred. "She was a fighter!" He let his foot fly into the giant's side again.
"Who would have thought the Inquisition was just there to clean up the mess they had created. Stupid fucking knife-ears," another kick to the side.
Insult after insult spilled from each of the humans, causing the elf in the shadows to grow angrier and angrier. He couldn't follow word for word of what they were saying, but he knew enough that the derogatory words cut deep. After the giant let out one final loud shout and fell silent, the elf knew it was time to make his move.
He closed his eyes and breathed in and out slowly. The elf invoked several elven pantheons before he slowly faded away.
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He was ready to sign over to his fate. He was going to die here. He wasn't all too caring about humans and their issues until now. They'd gone to the extreme now. Blaming everyone but themselves. Yeah, the elves created powerful relics, but all the years they'd had them you never read about them trying to take over the fucking world. Now a human gets their hands on the relics and uses for stupid reasons – using it for something it was not created for and instead of owning up to the stupidity of humans, they pit all on someone else.
They blamed the elves for their problems, they blamed the elves for their stupidity, and they blame the elves for their greed. He was seriously fed up with all their bullshit and if he ever got out of this mess, he would personally tear their bodies apart, piece by piece with his bare hands.
With a growl, he went to push himself up off the ground but stopped short when he heard cries. He snapped his head up suddenly to see the last of the human guards dropping dead around him. "What the fuck?" he questioned loudly. Someone suddenly began to materialize in front of him and his eyes widened. "W-Wh ...But-but-but!"
"Oh. You talk." How was this possible?
"How!? I saw you die!" the elf in front of him looked startled.
"I…died?"
"YES!" The giant man cried. The elf took a step back from him, frightened. The giant man took a calming breath before he held his hands up. "You think you can get me out of these, boss?" he grunted, lifting his hands and rattling the chains around. The elf looked around slowly before he looked back at the giant and pointed at himself. The giant snorted. "No, the elf behind you," after he said that, he laughed when the elf suddenly spun around. The elf turned back towards him, crimson eyes wide. He slowly approached him before kneeling down and picking the lock on the chains.
After he was free, the giant massaged his wrists, grunted, and stood. The elf stared up, eyes wide in awe. The giant towered over him. "I-I-" The elf swallowed audibly, causing the giant to raise an eyebrow.
"You okay there, Boss? Coming back make you lose your memory? It's me, The Iron Bull, remember?" the elf wasn't responding, making Bull's frown deepen. What was wrong with him?
A sudden pulsation made the elf gasp, spinning around. There it was. On the table to the far back where bloodied knives lay, it was the artifact. It was a glowing green orb sitting on a stand with a curved bar holding it in place.
"There!" Bull and the elf snapped their gazes to the entrance of the room. There were at least a dozen guards making their way in.
"Shit…" Bull stepped in front of the elf, which puzzled said elf. Was the giant protecting him? The guards suddenly dropped dead, blood gushing from their necks. Bull's eyes widened and he turned to look at the elf who was putting away knives. "Well that has to be a new record on how fast you kill someone – wait…where is your bow?" the elf was giving him an odd look.
The elf made his way over to the table and lifted the globe into his hands.
"Isn't that one of those elven artifacts Solas used to always go on about activating?"
"Here," the elf was handing him keys. "I heard others in the cells. Your friends, right?" The elf was staring up at him.
"You…What's your name?"
"Da'Saeya." The elf smiled behind his mouth covering. "Stay out of trouble, ma falon." The elf saluted him before he dashed for the exit. Bull frowned, turning just in time to catch the long cord of silver hair disappear out the room.
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Da'Saeya made his way out of the fortress, clearing a path through human guards for the giant he'd met earlier. With only a couple of cuts and bruises, he made it out of the building entirely to be greeted by a tall, furious looking black haired elf and a smaller elf standing behind him with her hands clasped together. The taller of the two was wearing thin, heavy armor with a heavy elven persuasion. His chest plate was copper, straight over his shoulders with a short cloth just sitting over it. There was a large sword strapped to the elf's back
Behind him, the female stood wearing plain elven robes. She held a staff between her clasped hands, the tip of which sung with electric currents. Her black hair was up in two thick, long tails that trailed over her shoulders.
"What were you thinking?" The taller elf shouted.
"Noah-" He was cut off as the taller elf grabbed him by his shoulders.
"Do you understand how worried I was when I saw the shemlens start running back inside? I know that you were capable of going in there and coming out without being seen! Why were you so reckless?"
"I…met a giant bull?" Da'Saeya asked weakly. Noah's expression blanked as he stared at the shorter elf. He let go of him and turned.
"….Let's go…." He grumbled lowly. The elven mage was giving him a curious look.
-End Notes: All three of the main characters are my lavellans from previous play-throughs of the game. Except one - but that'll be addressed later on. If you're curious as to how they all look the links are on my profile.