May the Dread Wolf take you.. That is the saying of my people. Meant for a time of despair or so I thought. My faith was shaken long ago and it has been 15 years...I still have not forgotten. My story takes place 15 years after the inquisitions victory against Corypheus. Solas...Fen'harel repeated history and betrayed us all for the sake of his people. Betrayed me. Little did he know I had one weapon against him after he took his anchor back, along with my hand...A blue eyed elven mage with her mother's blond hair and her father's magic.


"Aelrindel?" Hawke called from outside the tent. Aelrindel opened her eyes and stared up at the top of the nugskin tent she traveled in. She took a deep breath, "Is there trouble?" She called back. It had been 15 years since she defeated Corypheus only 13 since she had said goodbye to Solas, though she doubted it would be the last time she saw him. "No," Hawke answered as she pulled back the opening of the tent, "You might want to get dressed though, she's looking for you."

With a groan, Aelrindel rolled over and pulled her bear skin boots on. She ran her right hand through her long white hair. She could not believe how much she had aged. Once she had a beautiful hunter green vallaslin, to honor the great hunter she became and long blond hair. Now her once beautiful magenta eyes had faded to a golden amber; her blond hair had faded to an ivory white. She was no longer able to be a hunter since Solas took the anchor which resulted in her losing her left hand and forearm. Yet she with one hand she pulled her leather armor on and grabbed the poison tipped dagger, latching it to her waist.

Pulling back the opening of the tent, she was greeted by Arlessa Hawke, who nodded to her and helped her up. Arlessa had found and helped Aelrindel after the Inquisition disbanded. Leilana had learned of Aelrindel's dark secret and vowed along with Cassandra and Cullen to help her no matter what. "She has been looking for you all morning. Fenris and Leto went with her to secure the perimeter. Solas will not find us here." Arlessa took a long sip of her canteen before offering some to the elf. Aelrindel shook her head, "He will always find me. I'm bound to him, remember?"

Arlessa sighed and began to pack things up, "It's time we moved on, anyway."

Aelrindel stared deep into the woods of the Vhenari Wilds, a small forest in the free marches. We were welcomed at Kirkwall by Varric but ever since Anders destroyed the city, Arlessa and Fenris would rather not go back. Especially after the birth of their son, Leto. Though deep in Aelrindel's heart, she wish she let Morrigan drink from the well of Sorrows instead of her. If she had, she would not be bound to Solas. Originally she was bound to Mythal but after Fenris found out about Solas killing Mythal once and for all, she was now bound to him. The only one free of his madness was their daughter, Azura.

As dal'en, Aelrindel always prayed her dreams would become reality. And for her, this one did. One night, when she was alone after Solas stripped her of her vallaslin, she dreamed about him. Naked, to say the least. After that she realized she was with dal'en when the moon was full, before the fight with Corypheus had come and she did not bleed. She did not bleed the next day, or the day after that. And when Solas disappeared she felt, lost. Aelrindel told Cassandra who told Cullen and together the three of them told Leliana. Leliana then found Hawke and Fenris at Weisshaupt, and sent them a letter for help.

By the time she had found Solas from his disappearance, Azura had turned 2. She intended to tell him but when he revealed to her that he was indeed the Dread Wolf, somehow she had "forgotten" to tell him. Him and his fucking pride to save his people. He did not care to save the world for their love, she doubted he would change his wicked heart at the news of a daughter. Yet deep within her heart, Aelrindel hoped.


Azura crept up on her mother from behind, placing her hands over her eyes in an attempt to surprise her. "Boo." she spoke and though smiling, Aelrindel falsely jumped. "Nah'sule, Hahren!" (You knew I was there, Mother!) Azura frowned at her mother as she exclaimed. Aelrindel returned with a hug. Azura was 15 now and because of her father's magic in her veins, she looked much older and wiser than any other elf at that age.

She looked much like her father, especially with her blue eyes and height. She was the mage daughter of the great Fen'harel after all. Aelrindel was thankful that she had her mother's facial features and hair color. Azura's blond hair was shaved on both sides, tied into dreads and pulled back into a pony tail. She looked at her mother with blue eyes, "How are you feeling?"

"I am well. Do not worry." Aelrindel looked over at the sack of dead rabbits Azura was carrying. "Ma vhenan, how was the perimeter? I see you hunted as well."

Azura looked over at her mother as she set down her staff and pack, "The perimeter is secure. If anyone is to invade it, the traps will trigger and hopefully we will be far enough away before we sense it. And yes, with the constant moving I felt hunting was necessary. We have enough food for dinner."

"Indeed," chimed up Fenris from behind them. He leaned into Arlessa and kissed her cheek before instructing Leto, to pack up the camp. Leto looked like Arlessa, he even had her impossible blue eyes. The rest of him was all Fenris. Though he didn't have the lyrium marks, he did have his father's silver hair. Although he had human features from his mother.

"For a mage, she was not all that bad. Then again, my wife is a mage, what would I know." He smiled at Azura then left to go help his son. Azura smiled in returned but noticed her mother's gaze into the forest, "We are not alone, are we?" She asked. Aelrindel, looked at her daughter from the corner of her eye, "He is out there somewhere, I am sure." Just then, the snap of a twig gave away a signal. Fenris grabbed his sword as Arlessa grabbed her staff. Leto stood atop the boulders overhead, both of his dragon tooth daggers at the ready. Aelrindel and Azura's gaze fell upon a black wolf deep within the forest. Azura immediately grabbed her staff and casted a shield over the camp. Aelrindel stared at the wolf, Soon Solas. She told her mind as the wolf turned his head sideways to the Azura.

Aelrindel could tell he didn't know her. He didn't understand her or why she was there. And that is exactly what she needed. What the world needed. Someone he didn't know.