I've tried a story on here once before and it was a Dragon Age fic too, but my muse disappeared almost as soon as I posted it. So it was left untouched and will probably never be finished.

But I'm back again. Hopefully my muse sticks around.

This story has sat on my computer for quite sometime and I was interested on how it would be received. I like it. I was just wondering if others would also.

I know nothing about this site and spelling/grammar is not my strong suit. So if you see something fudged up, let me know!

I only own my Oc and some of the changes in plot. Everything you recognize is not mine.

That's really all I have to say...soooo. Yep. *Cough* Oh just go read the story already!

Chapter One

It was unexpected. Inevitable, but it still blindsided me. I thought the blight had taken them from me, but then again we're Hawkes. We're survivors. So in hindsight it probably shouldn't have surprised me as much as it did that night. The second I stepped over that threshold Fate had already taken hold once again. I was about to be reunited with a family I thought had died and a new stronger family would begin to grow in the heart of a city racked with danger and on the verge of destruction. A city that would be shaken by the reuniting of the older Hawke twins. Unaware as I was I had simply needed a drink and The Hanged Man seemed as likely a place as any.

I was sat at the dirty bar, sipping the ale that would be better spent on the floor than in my cup. The sounds where mere background noise to my mussing. I was sore, tired, and have been for quite some time.

My life had took a turn I didn't expect. I had left my family to join the Kings army. It was at Ostagar that I ran into Solona Amell. A long lost cousin that I had only met a few times in our younger days before she was taken to the Circle. We spent our time at Ostagar acting like kids again. Getting into all sorts of trouble and getting others in trouble with us, but it brought a certain Light to the old Keep. A light that was sorely needed at that unfortunate time and Ducan and King Kailan didn't have the heart to reprimand us because their was a twinkle in the soldiers eyes that wasn't there before. Although when we had the war hounds chasing us down the halls of the Keep and ran straight into the King, Loghain did give us a good tongue lashing, but its threat was lessened by the Kings laughs as he wrestled with the dogs.

Those were better times, lighter times. I saw the King die and then Duncan.I swore then that I would have Loghain's head on a pike before the Blight was over.

I took a large gulp of the disgusting ale at that thought.

The soldiers that had fled the loosing battle scattered in different directions and I ended up in the Kocari Wilds surrounded by dark spawn. That was my first interaction with Morrigan. Of course not the last, for we became very close over the course of our adventure. It wasn't easy to garner her trust or get past her hard view on life, but I care for her dearly. I looked for her after the Archdemon laid dead, but she had disappeared as if in thin air. I have hope still that I will cross paths with one of my dearest friends once more.

But after Morrigan and I dispatched all of the darkspawn we stared at each other in a tension filled silence. Until she turned and walked away. My only option was to follow her hoping she was headed to safety, so I did. She eventually led me to an old run down shack where I ran into Solona and Ally. And of course Flemeth. When she laid eyes on me I shivered at the intensity and the vast knowledge in her eyes. She told me something that I still don't understand. "The ground will shake where you walk. Your influence in every corner. Your hand in every great battle. Interesting, don't you think? But then again, even a pebble could make waves."

Solona , Ally, Morrigan and I all left the Kocari Wilds under the watchful gaze of Flemeth. We eventually gathered many more strange additions to our impromptu family.

Leliana a chantry sister and skillful bard who is sweet and deadly at once joined our band first after a "vision" told her to help us. I'm not sure I believe all of that, but then again, at the time, we were not in a position to turn away help. When I left Denerim she told me she was staying and going to help Alistair till he got settled into his knew position as King. I assume she is still there. Ally needs all the help he can get, especially with Anora.

Sten was the next addition and his stoic personality threw me off at first along with him killing an entire family, but as I wheedled more information out of him, Solona got is Asala back, and Morrigan learned about his fondness for cookies he became a very warm and caring. He called me and Solona, Kadan. He invited me to Par Volen after the war. I intend to take him up on his offer as soon as I am able. The Qun and the way of life of Qunari is interesting and normally I would jump at the chance of a promised welcome, but The trip would tire me out too quickly at this point.

Then there is the war hounds Rusco and Raina. They're large and imposing Mabari. Their color a black that's shines a deep red in the sun. Rusco imprinted on me during Ostagar and he is currently snoozing at my feet. The only reason he was allowed to stay in the Hanged man was because a drunk got a nice nip in the arm from Rusco when he got too close to me and the owner was too afraid to get close enough to force us to leave. Raina imprinted on Solona and is now traveling with her and Zevran to Antiva.

Zevran was a surprising addition but not an unwelcome one. I fully agreed with Solona when she decided to bring him along. I believed his pledge to her and it's obvious my assumption was correct because it wasn't too long after I noticed fondness and eventually love growing between them. He would do anything for her, and her him. They are a cute and saucy couple. They wouldn't tell me their plans in Antiva, but I offered my aid to their quest nonetheless. They would simply need to send a letter and I would be at their side. I owe my life to them ten times over, as they owe me.

Wynn was a strong old woman that had a habit of judging to quickly and mothering the rest of us. A spirit of Faith saved her in the Circle Tower and she doesn't have much time left. She decided to spend the rest of her days at Denerim acting as an ambassador between the Circle Tower and the Kingdom.
We ran into Oghren at the Frost Backs and he was a drunken old sod who could heave his giant battleaxe with agility even at his drunkest. Oghren stayed at the kingdom simply because he didn't want to go back to the Frost Backs. He told me he was going to help turn the Kings army into true warriors. Or at least that's what I think he said, he was slurring quite a lot.

The combination of the greatest armies of Fereldan was only a feat Solona could pull off. She earned the title Hero of Fereldan justly. I don't think Thedas would of survived without her stepping up.

She's the reason I was in Kirkwall in the first place. She knew I was soul tired and told me of her old family estate here and suggested I come here to heal. That I would be welcomed. How unfortunate that this place had changed from the stories she told and that the estate had been bartered away by my drunk uncle in a game of Wicked Grace. Kirkwall was over flowing with refugees from the Blight and although it is at an end, they don't have enough money to barter a ship back to their home land. The only reason I was let through the front gates was because of a strongly worded letter from Ally to the Viscount. It's nice to have friends in high places.

Now I'm sitting in a smelly old tavern with my trusted Mabari at my feet, a pint of disgusting ale, a heavy heart, and no place to go. I'm beginning to think I should just turn around and go back to Denerim. Or try my luck at the long trip to Par Volen.

My musings were cut short and the sound of the tavern went into sharp focus when a name was yelled across the crowded bar.

"Hawke!"