(I've had this and DD ch4, DD ch5, Kirkwall's Dalish Hero CH 4-6 I think, and a few other FFs done, just been waiting for reviews, but since there aren't any new ones, I'm updating with all I got available.)

Chapter 1: Rendon Howe in the Gate, and the massacre of Ostagar

Two Years ago…

The Wardens were preparing for a war, the Blight was coming, but who would answer the call to arms directly? Her name was, Rose Cousland, a Ferelden Noble. It was a summer day when the Duncan had arrived, to find recruits.

Rose Cousland had a dark-brown hair in a ponytail fashion she usually wore Scale-Mail Armor, and was known for wielding a sword and shield, the shield was known to the world as the Shield of Highever, bearing the Cousland emblem on it. She had named a sword she used; it was a rusting iron sword, Dragon's Blood, so it was called.

Ostagar, sometime before the Blight starts officially

(Alistair's POV)

I have never truly understood where Darkspawn came from, but I suspect that the Chantry's belief is only a half-truth, if the Darkspawn were Cursed, why would they still exist, and how can it be they were once humans, elves, or dwarves, when Genlocks can use magic?

I will never understand it I think, and I wonder who Duncan will bring, he said he had found some Recruits, and was heading back to Ostagar now, but will be delayed a few days due to having been attacked.

On the Road

(Rose's POV)

I followed Duncan, and said nothing when we had obtained some more people, a mage, his name was Lee Amell he had black hair with an upside-down "U" shaped mustache, with a small side-burn hitting his mustache, another was a Dalish Elf, his name was Luke, he had short black hair with a tattoo that looked like Darkspawn corruption, and finally there was a Dwarf of Orzammar, his name was Gorim. Unlike the other two, he had red-hair, and had no beard (a rarity for male dwarves, you see.) Although he did have stubble on his cheeks, and under his chin.

Gorim was a Sword and Shield user, like me, but he seemed to loathe everything and everyone, be they human, elf, or a dwarf, he did however use his abilities for the greater-good, he grumbled about how he was cheated out of nobility, at long last.

Luke was a Rogue, and used dominantly the Dual-weapon skills, he was supposedly one of the best of all the Dalish when it came to shooting with a bow, and he stuck to using his sword and dagger, both Elven-forged weapons.

Lee as I said is a mage, but he leads the assaults in battle with a greataxe, maul, or greatsword, and he used robes for armor, with some enchanting on his part to act like armor, minus the weight of it.

I myself am unsure what Duncan uses, as he seems to wield Dual-Weapons, bows, crossbows, and sword and shield. Duncan had an impossible task of uniting Ferelden's Wardens, to Ostagar, as he believed there was Blight happening.

I miss my family, and the other recruits seem the same, except Gorim who hated his mother, but cared deeply for his sister, Rica. Luke's father was apparently killed by Bandits, and his mother abandoned him when he was born, so distraught over his Father's death, he had told me he had a sister, though he doubted she lived, he never spoke of his family, or the Dalish Clan unless we asked him.

Lee, well he spoke of his sister Leandra, and of his parents, he never met his younger sister, but a Templar, Cullen spoke very highly of his family when they were chatting. He had a magical ring on his left hand, supposedly he had an increase to his magic power from it, but I am unsure. Lee was visibly a nicer person than Luke or Gorim, as he spoke to me to avoid the depressing silence that'd happen otherwise, and Duncan, he tried to stay out of our conversations, which I am thankful for.

"We are the oddest group, 3 humans, a dwarf, and an Elf traveling together." Lee remarked at one point.

"Well…I agree it is an odd thing to see." Duncan replied, but then went back to being silent, and keeping an eye on the path ahead.

"Odd, but not as odd as if Duncan had brought an army with him, that'd be extremely odd." Gorim coldly remarked, and Luke laughed, shaking his head at the thought.

"I used to believe I could fight off entire battalions alone." Luke remarked.

"I can fight off a small squad to moderately sized squads if they are ill-equipped and I am in my best." Gorim and I said at the same time, and glared at the other.

"A single squad of mages can defeat entire armies of warriors and rouges." Lee remarked, and all three of us laughed.

"Luke, how are you feeling?" Duncan asked.

"My condition is worsening, the very light is starting to burn, and I think we won't make it in-time for my survival." Luke said.

Ostagar, a few days later

We arrived in time for Luke to survive, and he was given some herbs that'd slow the corruption even more, it seems he was serious when he said the light burns him, he was wincing every time he got out of the shade, and I felt bad for him, but then again, I'm a pure-hearted person, I feel bad for everyone of Ferelden's people.

"King Cailan, I didn't expect-" Duncan said.

"Didn't expect a royal Welcome?" Cailan remarked, and looked at us. "Are these them?" he asked.

"These are:" Duncan started.

"Rose Cousland, noble of Ferelden, Bryce Cousland's youngest, sister of Fergus." I said, and bowed slightly, as my armor restricted a curtsy.

"Gorim Brosca, a Casteless of Orzammar." Gorim grumbled out.

"Luke Mahariel, I'm of the Dalish Clan, Sabrae." Luke said, in a friendly tone.

"Lee Amell, I'm from the Circle Tower, born and raised in Kirkwall, your majesty." Lee said, bowing, with respect.

"Where are Highever's forces?" Cailan asked me.

"I'm afraid they won't be here, your majesty."

"Rendon Howe has shown his true-colors, and killed off the Highever guard, my lord." I said, and the other three Recruits looked at me, rushing in to help, as Gorim had been following Duncan at the time.

"We could have taken them, Duncan, there was plenty of the three of us, and as I said. 'The best Dwarf will win.' " Gorim joked, and all five laughed, but went back to seriousness.

"We should be preparing, your majesty." I said.

"Good luck to you all and I will see Howe hang for what he did, you have my promise, when this is over my army will march and punish Howe." Cailan said.

"It is alright, no one deserves execution, no matter what their crimes." I said, and Gorim looked confused.

"You show no mercy in battle though…" Gorim said.

"That is the exception, my dear Dwarf friend."

With that Cailan left, and Duncan told us to meet Alistair before heading to the fire, where Duncan'd be waiting, to prepare us for the Joining itself.

As we did this we looked around, and Luke picked a few locks, we took what they'd not need, or would be scrapped anyway. Luke and Gorim then went to find out more on the Joining, while Lee and I searched for Alistair.

Ostagar, Nightfall, the Joining

There we were, Jory and Daveth were present, the two recruits Duncan had here before he went looking for us, and I looked at the silver-white glass-like goblet, it had a dark-red, blood-like substance in it, and it hit me, the source of Grey-Warden power is the Darkspawn Blood.

"Well, this will be interesting." Gorim replied, and held his Kite-shield cautiously, never having trusted the soldiers here.

"We're…going to drink the blood of those…those creatures?" Ser Jory asked, fear evident in his eyes.

What feels an hour, but is only three minutes goes by, as Alistair gives a short, deep, heart-wrenching speech.

"Daveth step forward." Duncan said, giving Daveth the goblet, Daveth drank from it, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, choking on the blood, and dying. "I am sorry Daveth." Duncan said, almost remorseless.

"There is no Honor is this!" Jory said an iron longsword in hand, and he held it in front of himself.

"There is no turning back." Duncan said, emotionlessly, and set the goblet in Alistair's hands, unsheathing a Dar'Missu, a Dalish dagger, and killed Jory. "I am sorry…"

"But the Joining is not yet complete you have been called to submit yourselves to the taint for the greater-good." Duncan said, and the three of us took a sip, passing out after he said. "From this day forth you are Grey-Wardens."

Tower of Ishall, near end of the battle

We were slicing and dicing our way up the tower, and just got to the Beacon, when we saw an Ogre feasting on something that once lived, as it was dripping blood, and Luke went into the shadows, unnoticed by the Ogre.

Gorim yelled in the ancient language of the Dwarves, or I assumed it was Dwarvish; it seemed like something he'd speak after all.

Lee paused, and cast a Flame-enchant on our weapons, and my hound, (who was hiding, and thus wasn't mentioned earlier) howled at the Ogre, as I charged it, bashing it with my Shield, it seemed to take us forever as Luke waited, taking the perfect shot with his short-bow, Head-Hunter, and he fired, stunning the Ogre, as I tackled it, and stabbed it in its ugly head, twisting the blade to make sure it remained dead and wasn't just dormant until it regenerated its wounds.

Luke looted the Ogre, obtaining a legendary shield from the Ogre, and looted the barrels nearby, Alistair just watched us, he hadn't ever fazed the Ogre was there, and we killed it. "Let's get this over-with." Luke said exhaustion evident on him.

I rushed to the Beacon, and lit it, and I wondered what was going on in the Battle, and I gasped seeing the Horde was still mostly alive, and the Army was dying quickly.

I felt something, an arrow in my shoulder, and everything went black.

End of Chapter 1:

(A/N: This is going to be mostly a Flash back story, so you all know.)