Chapter 1

This is my first story. please be nice. criticism is appreciated. I know origins is old but I recently got into dragon age and thought of a story for the games.

Alistair's pov.

Their gone. Duncan. The king. The other wardens. Their all gone. It's just Aiden and I. We just arrived at Lothering and met Sten and Leliana. We are planning on staying the night to help out. That with, Morrigan, isn't very happy about is. What do I care.

"Why did you not tell me sooner Alistair?" asked Aiden.

"I knew someone would ask me that sooner or later... I guess I was just scared. I didn't want to be thought of any different. Lets just forget about that ok?"

"Ok... Your highness." "Ha ha, look can we go?"

"I agree with Alistair, we did all we could here, we should continue to Redcliffe." said Leliana

"Very well if that's what his highness wishes for."

"Im not even going to comment..."

Time skip

Aiden's pov

Walk walk walk. So much fun to walk. Sigh. Oh look a flower, a butterfly, a group of fully armed people attacking us, a tree... wait... oh. A group of fully armed people attacking us... fun... oh look down goes Leliana. My mutt was just knocked down. 3 killed. Morrigan and Alistair are down. Sten is at least... he has no weapon or armour oh boy...

"OW!" I yelled.

"Look at what we got here boy's, two grey wardens, Logain will be happy" said the leader.

"Your with Logain?!" I shouted as the others started to wake up.

"Yup, and the fun thing is, he doesn't want you alive". He said as he put a dagger under my throat, "Kill them but save the girls, perhaps we can have some fun."

"Don't touch them" I growled.

"Aw... is someone a little bit protective?" He mocked as he went Leliana and tugged at her hair. She winced. "Don't worry i'll be gent..."

"Boss" One of his followers questioned. "You ok?"

"He was answered with two thuds. One loud, and one almost silent. The loud one being his boss. The quite one? Someone jumping out of a tree.

"Does that answer your question?" The mysterious figure asked.

"Kill her, KILL HER!" The follower yelled. They charged but didn't even touch her as she shot them quickly.

"Pathetic" she scoffed as she made her way toward Alistair with her knife drawn.

"Don't touch me!" he shouted.

"Relax." She said "Im just going to release your binds" and she did just that to Alistair and the rest of us.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Don't ask that" Alistair cried "the last time that was asked we ended up with a qunari!"

"I assure you I am no qunari" the figure said.

"Who are you then" questioned Morrigan. We all lokked at the figure. she hesitated but then through off her hood. it was a elf with tattoos around her eyes long soft looking red hair, a bow, sword, daggers, and who knows what else.

"You may call me Mazaana."

Soo yeah. What did you think? I know not very good so far but it gets better I swear. if someone can help with title that be great. comment plz.