Author's Note: So this 'verse has taken over my brain for now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age, this is owned by Bioware.

Unlikely Allies

After the Mage-Templar War broke out, Jowan decided it would probably be better for his health to flee to Tevinter. After all, it was the one country where mages could be free. He'd discovered that the so called "freedom" for mages was faulty advertising, unless you were an altus. Most of the laetan class were stuck in glorified secretarial jobs, and slaves who were mages had it even worse. Jowan managed to finagle a job at one of the libraries under the fake name of Leo. It was better stocked than Kinlock Hold, and he spent most of his off days here, browsing the many ancient tomes.

Today, there seemed to be very few people around, since currently the Magisterium was in session. He was currently re-stocking books, when he noted a curious situation.

"Hi," whispered a white-blond haired boy. "I was wondering if you had a copy of Journey to the Fade by Marius Pavus?"

"Go away half-breed," hissed the nasty desk clerk. "We don't want your kind around here."

"Now that's not very nice at all, Salinator. We are supposed to serve everyone here, regardless of where they come from."

"Well you can help him yourself Leo. I didn't know you were an elf lover." The man's hooked nose bulged as he escaped as quickly as possible.

"I'm sorry about that rudeness. I can help you find what you're looking for." He hoped that the boy, who on closer inspection was actually a young man in his twenties, wasn't turned by his colleague's racism. He was rather attractive with the hair and the full, pink lips.

"Thank you. You've made a terrible day a little brighter," the man replied.

Jowan froze. It couldn't be. "Wow, I wasn't expecting to meet you today."

"Neither was I, my name's Feynriel. My mother would take me to task for not telling you my name earlier." He held out his hand, and after a second's hesitation, Jowan shook it. It was warm, and sweaty.

"I go by the name of Leo around here." While he did not reveal the whole truth, he didn't outright lie either.

"This must be shocking for you; I guess you weren't expecting someone like me to be your soulmate."

Inwardly, Jowan felt anger at those who put down this handsome man, just because, he happened to be part elf. "Feynriel, you are a handsome and talented man, and I wouldn't change any part of you."

Feynriel blushed. "Thank you. So about that book?"

"I'll help you get the book, and then we could possibly meet somewhere for lunch when I go on my break."

"I think I'd like that," Feynriel replied.

As he helped fetch the book off the shelves, Jowan reflected that maybe his foolish idea to run Tevinter hadn't been so foolish after all.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this crack pairing, and please read and review.