A/N – So these are just snippets for my Rin Hawke and Fenris. Not really in order, but like it matters. Anyhow, some are just her, some just him, some both, ect. and they could take place in any of the three acts or even before or after the game, it's anybody's guess (go ahead and make a guess if you so wish to) Read, review, enjoy, you know the drill.

Chapter One – Night Before the Deep Roads

"So, are you sure we should be drinking so much before the expedition heads off?" Bethany asked. "I mean, having a hang over in a place where there are dawrkspawn everywhere, isn't the best idea."

"It's fine, Beth." Rin replied, taking another drink of ale. "I mean, really, I've fought worse enemies with worse then a hang over. It's no big deal." she waved a hand through the air casually. "Only problem is if Varric, Fenris and Isabela think they can do the same. I hold my liquor like nobody else alive."

"Wait, I'm not going with you?" Bethany asked as she took a sip of ale. "I thought I was!"

"No, because if you did, who would be here for Mother? I mean, Gamlen is an ass who couldn't give a shit less about mother, and I have to go. Plus, who knows what will be down there. I imagine golems, darkspawn, ogres, maybe a dragon and spirits. Last time we ran into an ogre, Carver was killed. I want to keep you out of the way. Nothing personal, sis." Rin shrugged. Her sister shook her head before taking another drink.

"If I weren't so drunk, I would argue." they both laughed a bit. "But anyhow, why are you taking Fenris, Varric and Isabela? I'm just curious why."

"Well, I kinda have to take Varric, his brother is the one leading the expedition and all. Isabela since, well, the extra set of duelist skills will come in handy and having another dual wielding dagger rogue will help out. As for Fenris, well, I need a warrior too. I may be quick and agile, but I need a brute strength fighter. And who knows, the powers his markings have might come in handy." Rin took a swig of her ale one more.

"Fenris isn't the only warrior and Varric would go weather you took him or not and Isabela, well, you don't really need another duelist rogue." Bethany pointed out. Rin shook her head. "Oh, what? You don't like the others or something?" the mage paused. "I know! Your sweet on one of them, aren't you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Rin said defensively, her face turning light pink and turning her head.

"You are!" Bethany giggled. "Let me see...you've only ever had a thing for women or elves. So...is it Fenris or Isabela?" Rin was silent as Bethany continued. "Hm...oh! It's Fenris isn't it! The tragic past, the deeper voice, the strange markings and the big green eyes. You've said your perfect match would be somebody like that or a strong smart woman with a nice build and pretty eyes." Rin sat like she was in silence for a few moments before turning back to Bethany.

"Fine! Yes! Maker, sister, I like him, alright!" she paused to take a drink. "Though after the expedition he'll probably leave, and if not, well, I'm sure he won't be interested." she sighed. "If not, I end up alone for a while. I'm sure if I need it, I can just go seek Isabela's 'services' or something."

Bethany laughed. "That you can, and she'd be willing! Anyway, when you going to say something to him?" Rin nearly choked on her drink of liquor, it sprayed out in front of her and she coughed.

"No! I won't tell him! Maker no. Sister, I...what if her takes it the wrong way? Or maybe he'll just hate me, maybe never talk to me. I don't know. But I can't."

"I see." Bethany pursed her lips. "Though I still think you should. But if you won't I could always, hm, let it slip." she gave a broad grin and Rin sighed and took a drink of ale.

"You won't give this up, will you, Beth?" Rin asked the mage. Her sister laughed and finished her bottle of ale before answering.

"Well if it's so irritating to you, I will. Now, how about this. What exactly are your plans for the Deep Roads?" she asked. Rin didn't reply at first, she looked at the ceiling, racking her brain for the right words. She hadn't thought of that yet.

"I don't really know." she finally said. "It's all in the air and up to Bartrand as well as Varric, I guess." she gave a shrug. "I just hope I don't get stuck down there or have to deal with insane shit, I mean seriously, I go through that on a daily basis, just once I'd like to not have to go through that."

"Knowing you, you will. Now, let's just drink, sister. We should sleep soon, then, we can get up and you can go on your expedition and kick some darkspawn ass." Bethany told her, opening another ale. They clinked the bottles together in a toast and gulped the liquor down. It was silent, the dim candle light flickering as the two sisters drank.

"So, looks like I win, boys." Isabela said with a grin, laying down her cards. "Come on, pay up."

"You cheated, Revaini, I had a good hand!" Varric accused her, tossing her the coin he had lost. "It was the best hand I've had tonight, too!"

"Did you expect something else from her, dwarf?" Fenris asked, giving Isabela the coin he owed. "It is Isabela you are talking about."

"True, Fenfen. You haven't been with Hawe's group long and you know me already." Isabela grinned as she scooped up the coin. "You learn quite quick. So you two, tomorrow we head for the Deep Roads with Hawke. What do you want to do now? Get drunk off our asses or play another hand?"

"Getting drunk before something so...important seems like a bad idea." Fenris pointed out. "But I would like to keep the little coin I have, I think I will go." the elf got to his feet but Isabela grabbed his forearm.

"Oh no you don't, Fenfen. You're gonna join us for the fun or do you just not want to look like an idiot in front of us?" she quirked an eyebrow. "Or maybe not in front of Hawke because you don't want her seeing you utterly broke and trashed like those in the alienage and in darktown."

"None of those that you listed. But I would rather not be hungover while fighting Darkspawn." he told her, ripping his arm away from her.

"Right, of course. Fine, leave. Go ahead then. Go on." she waved a hand to shoo him away. He just sighed and paid no attention as he walked away. "Alright Varric, how about another hand of Wicked Grace and a drink?" he heard Isabela add but he was too far away by the time Varric replied. Fenris left the Hanged Man and headed for hightown but he stopped and looked in the direction of Hawke's house, wondering what the rogue was up to.

He didn't know why he wondered so about her, but her did. She was much different from anyone else he had ever met, kinder and calmer, and she had a good sense of humor. Hell, she even looked pretty damn good, he couldn't deny that. But still, he wondered why he thought of her so much. It was strange and confusing to him.

Fenris shook his head with a slight sigh before walking on for hightown, but he was still wondering what Hawke was up to. What would she do the night before something so important for her and her sister and her mother? But it was anybody's guess...