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Waiting
The two Cousland rouges circled each other, watching for an opening, a weakness. They knew each other well, as well they should since they were twins. Tamara and Taren were the pride and joy of Highever and its tournaments. They were nicknamed the Shadow Twins by their people, because they could blend into the shadows on one side of the arena and attack from the shadows on the other side. No one quite knew how they pulled off this trick, not even their family, and it was one of the Twins most closely guarded secrets. It had started when they were ten and received their unusual hair colour.
When they were ten the mage had come to test them. While unlikely that they would be magi despite not showing any magic by that point in time, it was still required to clear any doubt. Their best friend Rory had slipped into the room as the mage left to tell their parents that they weren't magi. It was he who had spotted the glowing blue bag the mage had left behind. They opened it and found many phials filled with gleaming blue liquid. Rory had dared them to drink it all and, being kids, they never backed down from a dare, so they each drank half of the bags contents.
The mage had returned with their parents to find both twins unconscious on the floor. The mage had immediately gone about helping them while their father questioned Rory, who could only point at the mage's now empty bag while shaking in fear. They had been unconscious for days. They woke up alone and confused and when they looked at each other they shrieked in surprize. Their eyes had changed, becoming electric blue and almost sparking with lightning, but it was their hair that had changed the most. Each of them had bright blue shimmering hair; the way it gleamed almost made it seem alive.
It hadn't taken them long to figure out that they could dim their hair to a dark blue, which was much better for sneaking around, nor had it taken long for them to realise that they could now sense the mage, as well as any mage. Their biggest shock came two weeks later however.
They had been walking down a corridor that they shouldn't have when they saw they father turn the corner. He hadn't seen them yet so they had pressed themselves against a shadow on the wall and prayed to be anywhere but there. One second they were in a corridor, the next they were standing in a dark corner of their bedroom. They could literally disappear in one shadow and reappear in another. They had spent years cultivating their new skills, but they never told their parents, afraid of being labelled as different, but that didn't matter now, none of it did.
Howe had betrayed their family and attacked Highever. Thankfully Duncan had been there or the twins would have died that night the same as their parents. They had travelled south to Ostagar to become Grey Wardens and fight in a battle they thought they'd never see, or so they thought. Now on the orders of the king they were to light a beacon instead.
So here they were, circling each other, training while Alistair watched from the side lines, counting down the minutes before the battle would start and they would head off for the tower of Ishal. They had gone into the Korcari wilds earlier to procure some Darkspawn blood and the Grey Warden treaties. While there they had come across a beautiful apostate woman dressed in rags who introduced herself as Morrigan. Taren had noticed that his sister couldn't keep her eyes off of her.
That was another thing that they had never told their parents, Tamara was gay. She had come out to her twin brother when she was fourteen, but she had been scared about how her parents would react. Her parents were very loving people, but neither twin knew exactly where they stood on homosexuality. Taren knew that she had experimented when she was younger with their bisexual noble friend Alfstanna, before Alfstanna fell in love with her current fiancé; he was at Ostagar too somewhere. Taren had tried getting her to tell their parents, but she had been too scared. Especially because they were twenty years of age and their mother was trying to set her up with every male noble in Ferelden.
Once they had returned from the wilds, they had gone to wait for the joining ceremony to begin; of course Tamara had gone to the kennels first to help with one of the sick dogs. The other two recruits that had gone with them into the wilds had died during that ceremony, but the twins had lived.
Now they were waiting, circling each other, looking for fastest way to take the other door. They were about to leap at each other when a soldier ran up to them.
"The battle is about to commence," he said, standing to attention, "all soldiers and Grey Wardens are to be at their posts." With that said he raced off to find his own post. Tamara and Taren looked at each other before they shrugged and sheathed their weapons. Tamara was wielding a dagger and the family sword, while her brother was fighting with a dagger and a sword with the family shield strapped to his back. Alistair stood up from his position and followed them over to the bridge that would take them to the tower of Ishal.
They reached the bridge and looked down just as the kings army met with the Darkspawn. The twins looked on in concern, their brother, Fergus, was down there somewhere, fighting monsters, still unaware that his wife and son were dead, as were his parents. They fingered their Cousland signet rings, relieved that they had sent out messages to their allies, warning them about Howe's treachery, hopefully it would be enough. They had also sent a warning to the guards stationed at Highever estate in Denerim ordering them to lock the gates and refuse entrance to all but their strongest allies.
The twins looked across the bridge and up at the tower of Ishal. It was time to move.
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