Me- Alright, so I came up with an interesting idea…I have four games and thought 'What if four wardens survived instead of just one?' So I decided to write a story on it! Yay!

Characters are my dwarf noble Sereda, dalish elf Lyna, human mage Daylen, and human noble Aedan. I will follow the flow of the game as closely as possible, in the order I like to run through events. Some of the ways things end irritate me so I will change those to how I like them. But the idea is for me to stick to the plot of the game, and maybe I will do the same with the second game. I haven't decided yet.

Warning- There will be crappy fighting scenes, I suck at writing those. There will be yaoi, yuri, and strait couples. I will jump from each of my characters point of view in the beginning chapter then follow certain characters each chapter. There will be sex, just not as often for some characters as others.

Pairings- Lyna/Leliana, Daylen/Morrigan, Sereda/Alistair, and Aedan/Zevran

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Mage Origin

I let out a soft sigh, walking up the steps to the Harrowing Chamber, my long black hair held up in a pony tail, with a goatee, pale skin, orangeish red eyes, and two curving figures tattooed to my cheeks the same orange color as my eyes. I wore regular apprentice robes, a bland blue color, and a pair of normal leather boots. I walked up the stairs, pausing at the door, the Templar behind me, Cullen, urged me on, "Sorry, just nerves." I flushed, looking over my shoulder at him, "I'm good now, let's go."

Cullen smiled, following me into the Harrowing Chamber, "Good luck in there." He placed a hand on my shoulder, "If you get possessed, it's my job to stop you." Cullen explained.

"Good, I'd rather it was a friend than, well…" I smiled at him, moving to the group around the center of the room.

"I'm glad they allowed my request, I just hope I won't have to actually do it." Cullen murmured, taking his place next to Knight Commander Greagoir.

I stood next to First Enchanter Irving, partially listening to the speech he gave. Something about the Fade and keeping my wits about me.

"Irving, don't give the test away, it's his job to pass or fail on his own." Greagoir growled in irritation.

"I am ready," I smiled at Irving, moving to the pedestal in the center of the room. I listened to Irving explain the lyrium, and then I entered the Fade. The strange brownish grey land mass had blue crystals of lyrium, I touched it feeling it fill me with energy. I smiled, moving forward, fighting the wisps as they appeared.

"Another sacrifice to the demons, it's not right they do this you know." A soft, almost sigh, male voice came from down by my feet, when I looked down I saw a mouse. "My name is Mouse."

"You're a mouse? Named Mouse?" I stared down at him in surprise.

"I used to be like you, but I took too long, and they killed me." Mouse explained.

"That's not going to happen to me."

"I was like you once, I believed that I could…But they didn't allow me to pass. They just cut me down, and they will do the same to you." Mouse sighed, but followed me as I continued on down the path, "They've trapped a demon here, for you to face. A tease for the demon."

"You sure are negative," I sigh, walking on further in. I noticed a ring of flames, with the opening to enter directly next to me, "What's that?"

"That's where the demon manifests. It can be almost anywhere here but it physically appears there. Oh, look, a spirit." Mouse mused in slight interest.

"Let's go talk to it," I smile, walking forward.

"Hello, I am a spirit of valor," The spirit greeted, looking me over, "you are the newest mage to pass through here. Too bad you couldn't simply have mages fight for their place in the towers."

"Yes, well we aren't warriors," I argued.

"I suppose you are right," Valor agreed, nodding in understanding.

"These weapons here, would they help defeat the demon?" I asked, looking at Valor's weapons in surprise.

"Do you believe that these blades are steel? The staves are wood? My will makes them so. They would be sufficient with sufficient will. I could give you one, if you could best me in a duel." Valor offered.

"I wouldn't be able to defeat you in a dual, you're much too powerful. Unless that's what you were planning." I argued.

"I am no demon!" Valor growled, "Do not accuse me of such-!"

"I wasn't insinuating that you were a demon, just that I wouldn't be a match for you." I explained.

Valor nodded, "I suppose that makes sense." He seemed to think for a moment, "Alright, you may take one of my staves."

"Thank you," I smiled accepting the staff, before continuing further in. I had to fight spirit wolves, but that wasn't too bad. Eventually we came upon a demon, Mouse told me it was one. A demon of Sloth, it offered a riddle game in exchange for teaching Mouse to be a bear. The riddles were surprisingly easy, so we were able to continue back to face the demon with no more distractions. I padded into the ring of fire, followed closely by Mouse, and together we defeated the demon of Rage.

"You did it! I didn't think anyone could but you did it!'' Mouse said in excitement.

"That felt too easy," I sighed.

"Because you are stronger than the others. You may even be able to help me escape this place," Mouse smiled.

"How would I do that?" I looked at him in surprise.

"You'd have to let me in, and once you had we could both escape this place."

"I'm beginning to think that demon wasn't my test," I eyed him with clear suspicion.

"What are you talking about, of course it was!"

"Then why am I still in the Fade?" I asked, crossing my arms.

Mouse sighed, "Alright, you win. Just remember that there are worse things than Pride that can get you." Mouse growled turning into a Pride demon.

Everything went white, then black. I awoke to my friend Jowan standing over me, "You know Jowan if you wanted to bed me you could just ask."

Jowan's face turned scarlet, "That's not funny, I was worried! They hauled you in this morning, I had no idea you had been gone." Jowan had always been a little clingy, I had been his closest friend since we arrived in the circle together. I was the one he had come to when he told me about a short affair he had had with that mage…Maker, what was his name…Oh that's right! Anders. Jowan was very pretty, and clearly liked men over women. He was like a little brother to me, so every time the Templers looked for easy prey, I was the one he would hide behind. Now that I was Harrowed though… "Irving wanted to talk to you when you woke up," Jowan looked nervous.

"Alright, want to walk with me?" I smiled at him, wondering what could be up with him.

"I-uh need to meet a friend…" Jowan mumbled before running off.

"Huh…" I stared at his retreating form, "Odd…" I walked up to First Enchanter Irving's office, to find him in the middle of an argument with Knight Commander Gregoir. I watched the two in amusement, before the third man interrupted them to point me out. "You wanted to see me?" I asked, looking the other man over, he had long brown hair, tied back, with a beard and dark tan skin. Irving gave me a signet ring, a staff, and mage robes.

"This is the mage you were telling me about?" The man asked, giving me a once over. "He may be just what we're looking for."

"Daylen, this is Duncan of the Grey Wardens." Irving explained, "He is looking for mages to join the battle at Ostagar."

"Who are we at war with?" I looked between the two men.

"The Darkspawn," Duncan replied.

"I thought they were eradicated after the last blight?" I cocked my head to the side.

"We were able to drive them back to their underground lairs, but we can never seem to completely destroy them." Duncan smiled, before turning to Irving, "I am not only recruiting mages for the king's army, I'm also recruiting for the Grey Wardens. Daylen would be a welcome recruit for us."

"Absolutely not!" Gregoir growled.

"Now Gregoir, we owe the Grey Wardens a lot." Irving chided.

"If they'll have me, I'd like to go," I looked directly at Duncan, instead of those two crazies.

"Magic has always been pivotal against the Darkspawn," Duncan smiled at me.

"Enough, I have to speak with Irving," Gregoir growled.

"Could you take Duncan to his room?" Irving sighed.

"It would be my pleasure," I smiled, leading him out towards his room, "So do you really think I could help?"

"I do, Irving speaks highly of you. He claims that you are one of the brightest of his students." Duncan smiled, "Ah, this is it, thank you for your assistance." He walked forward into the room.

I smile, shaking my head. As I turned around I saw Jowan moving up towards me, "Ah! There you are."

"I-um…" His face was so pale and moved up to me, "they're going to make me Tranquil." Jowan whimpered, curling up into my arm.

"Wha-?" I started, before noticing the Templers watching us, "Let's go somewhere more private, ok?"

"Ok," Jowan shivered, leading me to the chapel. There was a priest right behind him, "I have to get out of here."

"You do realize that there is a priest there," I point at her.

"I'm an Initiate, not a priest yet." She smiled.

"Daylen, this is the friend I told you about."

"Oh, I thought you made that person up," I grinned, "now what is this about making you Tranquil? They can't do that if you're unwilling you know."

"I found papers on Gregoir's desk, signed by the First Enchanter himself," Lily explained.

"There is a rumor going around that I'm a blood mage."

"Shit. What should we do now?" I sighed.

"We want to break into the phylactery chamber. The only problem is that you need a mage and a priest. Jowan is an apprentice." Lily explained, "The second door is just a door made of wood. You could probably melt it with a rod of fire!"

"Let me guess, you want me to get one?" I sigh, looking at Jowan's puppy face, "Alright, stop with the sad face, I'll help."

Jowan's face lit up, "Thank you!"

I sighed, walking to the stockroom and asking Owain for a rod of fire.

"You need to have a Senior Enchanter's signature on this request form," Owain mumbled in his creepy monotone voice, handing me the form. The idea that Jowan could become that, it sent a shiver down my back.

"Thank you," I smile, walking off to find a Senior Enchanter. I found Enchanter Leorah in front of the Stockrooms. She was nervous about the infestation of spiders, I offered to clear them out in exchange for her signature on the rod of fire form. She hesitantly agreed, and I ran through zapping the spiders with my electric spells. Once I had retrieved the rod I returned to Jowan and Lily and we ran down to the Repository. The first door opened with no problem, the second was warded so that no spells could be cast, and the rod wouldn't work. Lily and Jowan were too busy panicking, I noticed another door, "Could we try there?"

"I suppose there could be a way there, we don't have anything to lose," Lily agreed, padding over to the door, "you think the rod will work on this door?"

I used the rod, "yep."

She glared at me, before running down the hallway. We didn't get too far, before some suits of armor attacked us, and as we fought our way through the hallway to the Repository. We found a crumbling wall, we moved the bookshelf out of the way and destroy the wall. We walked in to the phylactery chamber fighting off another wave of the weird suits of armor, before walking up the stairs and destroying Jowan's phylactery and leaving the basement. But as we came up, we realized that we were surrounded by Templars, Irving and Gregoir leading them.

"She appears to be completely in control of her mind, not a thrall then. You were right Irving, we have been betrayed. And this one, newly Harrowed and already breaking the rules."

"Uh-oh," I moved back, slightly shielding Jowan, by instinct alone.

"Seize them, we'll send them to Aeonar."

"No, not the mage's prison," Lily whimpered, moving back with a look of pure terror on her face.

"Don't touch them!" Jowan yelled, cutting his palm, and using the magic to throw them all back. Before turning to us.

"Blood magic?" Lily squeaked, moving away from him, "I trusted you."

"Jowan, you have to run, now!" I warned him, "go!"

Jowan looked at me, "I-thank you Daylen."

I watched him run off, as Duncan entered the room. I moved to help Irving up, "Are you alright?"

"Nnn, I never thought he would be capable of that kind of power," Irving groaned, taking my hand as I helped him up.

Duncan helped up Gregoir, "Where is the girl?" Gregoir growled.

"I'm here sir," Lily moved forward.

"We didn't know," I tried to explain, but I was cut off by Lily.

"You've been a friend, but I can speak for myself. Knight Commander, I was accomplice to a blood mage. I will accept any punishment you see fit, even Aeonar." She moved forward to him.

"Get her out of my sight," Gregoir growled, before turning on me, "What's your excuse?"

"Lily told Jowan that he was going to be made Tranquil, he was afraid! I'm his friend, of course I was going to help him. That's the worst fate that could be forced on anyone! I knew he had read books on blood magic, but I didn't know he could use it!" I defended, knowing it was going to fall on deaf ears anyways.

Gregoir glared at me, "That doesn't excuse helping a blood mage!"

"I'd like to conscript Daylen into the Grey Wardens," Duncan interrupted, "The level of loyalty he showed to his friend is important in a Grey Warden."

"I will go if you think it is best," I nod to Duncan.

"You can't just-!" Gregoir growled.

"Now Gregoir, the Grey Wardens still have the right of conscription." Irving chided.

So that's how I, Daylen Amell, was conscripted into the Grey Wardens. I walked out of the tower with Duncan, meeting up with a few other Grey Wardens , and heading off to Orzammar to see if there would be another good recruits to be found. I looked up at the sky one last time thinking of Jowan, before following Duncan into the Orzammar Commons.

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Me- Yayz! I was watching family guy, the Simpsons, and judge shows while writing this, my head kills. But I have three more chapters before I can get to the real story.