Coming Full Circle

Summary: Growing up in the Circle Tower is difficult for a mage even more so when you know more than the most experienced apprentice and have elven blood. A story about my OC in Duty of Inheritance and his growing up with the Circle of Magi under the motherly instruction of Wynne and to the eventual destination of who he becomes. Some special appearances by other characters we all know and love. Note: All Dragon Age characters are the property of Bioware and affilliates however Ardeth Kae belongs to me.

Prologue

"Where is he? Where is the little bastard?"

Footsteps vibrated on the stone floor as the sounds of armor clad feet and shoes went back and forth on the stone floors. They were looking for someone. The senior enchanters were searching high and low looking for the boy. The Knight Commander of the templars was in an uproar thinking that he had escaped even though he had not passed by the usual exits of the tower. The First Enchanter had assured him that the boy was still in the tower and probably in a place that they had not thought of to search.

Wynne was one of the enchanters that had been assigned to look for the boy. Like the others, she went up and down the steps of the tower and searched every room, even the apprentice and senior enchanter's quarters. She then came up with the idea that he might have gone up into the Harrowing chamber to hide so she stole up there to look.

It was on her third sweep of the library that she heard a noise. She looked around to see if anyone else was in the halls. It was nighttime so there weren't that many people about. She followed the noise to behind one of the bookcases. She peeked behind and gave a smile of relief.

The boy was sitting on the floor with a stack of books. One was open on his lap and three were floating in midair while he was reading the book. He appeared to be in concentration as he read the text and attempted to apply it to his work. Wynne was pleased that she had found him and was trying to find a way to talk to him before he got frightened and ran away. Unfortunately she bumped a stack of books with her foot and the boy looked up.

The next thing Wynne knew was the sight of three books coming at her full force. They never hit her however as they came to a stop and suddenly dropped to the floor. Wynne looked at the boy who suddenly became rigid with fright and tried to get up and run away. Wynne then said, "Wait. I'm not going to hurt you."

The boy looked at her suspiciously but he didn't run. He didn't come near her either and he hesitated when she held out her hand. Wynne watched the indecision cross over the boy's face until he reached out and took her hand. Normally she would have taken him to the First Enchanter's office but Wynne felt that this was a special case. She had heard about the boy, how the templars killed his mage mother when they tried to take him to the Circle. He ran away from them and led them on a chase in the Frostback Mountains and lost them when he entered the Deep Roads. From there the bare details were that the Arcana Vilmaris found him along with a few Grey Wardens and their guide. She brought the boy to the tower stating that she would be back for him after his Harrowing.

That was the official story though Wynne suspected that the details were what made the whole story for the boy. She led the boy to her own quarters. She had a plate of cookies and milk, her usual snack before bed on a small table. She offered them to the boy who continued to look at her with suspicion. He finally sat on the floor and pulled the plate and glass off the table and set them close to him. Sighing she sat in her chair and picked up the knitting she had been working on and sat watched while he ate.

While he was eating, Wynne took a good look at the boy. His hair was dark and seemed to bring out the golden hues of his tanned skin. His hair was shaggy and would have to be cut. Wynne seemed to notice though that it was arranged with care around his ears. She watched while boy's head moved and his hair shifted to reveal ears that had a slight point. It took a moment to realize that the boy had Elvish origins but that didn't matter. His eyes were another story.

Looking at his eyes, she saw that they were an unusual shade. They were blue-grey like the ocean but occasionally she saw them become alight with a swirling silver color. That was a sign that his powers manifested themselves on a physical level. It was very rare and it indicated that the mage could become quite powerful. It made Wynne wonder why the templars never noticed that before. She was so lost in thought that it had been nearly an hour since she brought the boy in her quarters.

Looking at the floor, she found the boy fast asleep. Smiling she went to her bed and picked up the spare blanket and a pillow. Moving the boy gently so as not to wake him, she placed him on the settee nearby and covered him with the blanket. Before she could move away, he opened his eyes sleepily, the swirling silver filling his eyes. He looked at her once before falling back to sleep. Wynne merely smiled as she left him alone to go speak to the First Enchanter. He hadn't moved when she returned but she couldn't resist the urge to check up on him on last time.

Looking down at the boy, a plan formed in Wynne's mind. Tomorrow she would speak to the First Enchanter. She then whispered, "Don't worry young one. Everything will be all right."