Hi guys! I've always wanted to make a Dragon Age fanfic, but I've always thought that FemHawke/Fenris was kind of generic (No offense to the authors that made those, they're awesome!) so I, Libby, decided to make an OC! Meet Telum!
Telum: Hullo.
Okay, I'll stop talking now and get on with the chapter.
Disclaimer, away!
Telum: *sigh* Libby does not own Dragon Age or Fenris, Bioware does. But she, unfortunately, owns me.
Oh, don't be like that! You love my company!
Telum: Feel like a slave...
Chapter time!
Chapter 1
Telum's POV
"Telum, you're not a child anymore! Why must you do this to those who brought you in and took care of you?" Marithari's eyes were angry and sad at the same time that I almost apologized. Almost.
"Keeper, I don't wish to live here any longer," I explained slowly, "I feel as if I've worn out my welcome, as lengthy as it was," I turned to see stares of scorn and distrust on my fellow clanmate's faces. 12 years and they still hate me.
Marithari's eyes softened momentarily, but quickly hardened, "You know very well that you are welcome here."
My anger flared and I spun sharply to face her, "Just because I didn't want to talk about the horrid things those monsters did to me, they treat me as if I am a criminal that you have kept as a pet for 12 years! You know they hate me, and I don't want to deal with it anymore! I'm leaving, whether you like it or not," I growled and picked up my bow, "Find a new pet."
I stomped to the left toward the caverns. Whispers and snickers followed in my wake, but I was too furious to deal with something as trivial as that. Marithari didn't even bother to retrieve me as I stormed to my only sanctuary amongst this makeshift prison.
Little ways from the camp was a small cave that could fit about 5 people, with natural crystals on the ceiling that seemed to cast a light of their own. A man made bunk was carved into the wall and already harbored sheets and blankets. A small table and chair sat in the corner, and a vase with a dead flower sat in the center. Shelves were carved into the wall and small tins of dried herbs and spices lay delicately.
I sighed and sat down heavily onto the chair, dropping my head onto the tabletop. Night will fall soon, I thought absently, tracing the jagged grain of the wood table. I sat up and walked across the cave when I tripped over a large rock. They were placed strategically in a circle when I realized I had put a fire in it last time I was here. I chuckled at my forgetfulness and went out in search of firewood. Might as well stay the night I mused as I gathered rotting logs and twigs in the surrounding area. I started singing an Orlesian tune that stuck with me when I left that retched place.
Il etait un petit navire
Il etait un petit navire
Que n'avait ja-ja-jamais navigue
Que n'avait ja-ja-jamais navigue
A noise to my left abruptly stopped my singing and I turned and positioned my bow, dropping the firewood onto the soft grass. Anticipation crawled through mt tattoos, emitting a blood red light into the clearing. More rustling then...a bunny popped out of the underbrush. I let the arrow fly and it nestled itself into the creature's skull. I retrieved the arrow and picked the rabbit up by its hind legs, throwing it over my shoulder. I scooped up the firewood and trudged back to the cave. I set up a spit over the burning flames and started to skin the rabbit. I smiled and leaned back as the meat cooked over the fire.
It was weeks before they came to find me.
I'm so sorry it was so short /(_ _)\
It was kind of a prologue intro thing, so...Node, gomen'nasai!
The next chapter will be longer, I promise!
And also in Fenris's POV.
Ooooohh.
Fenris: *growls and looks out a window dramatically*
Well okay then...
Okay! See you next chapter!
~Libby C: