She was born in Orlais, to a family of a merchant and a bard. Her father was a nice man, known well for his big heart. He would never turn his back to someone in need, which was why, and how, her mother met him. Her mother was an adventurous woman in her youth, which only her father managed to change. Most of people used to swear the bard had a voice that could heal any kind of wound, which her daughter inherited as well.
They called her Luna. Perhaps because that night the moon was the biggest her parents had ever seen. Or perhaps because her skin was pale, which at night seemed shining faintly.
She was only a few years old when her family had to move to a new place. She was never told why exactly – all she knew was that it had to do with her mother's occupation. They fled to a region called Ferelden and managed to hide themselves from their pursuers. Her family rebuilt their lives rather quickly, except that her mother decided to completely stop her adventures as a bard. In fact, she did not seem too sad about that. After all, family was more important.
Everything seemed to be alright until one day Luna started showing signs of magic. Her parents did not wish to lose their only child. So they fled again.
'Lady Luck' had turned away from her family completely, however. Soon the Chevaliers from Orlais caught up with them. She still used to naively think that perhaps those Chevaliers were kind, righteous and good-hearted knights. She soon learnt that was not the truth. The men killed her father when he was trying to protect her and her mother. Then they decided to have their fun with her mother. They did unspeakable things to her, right in front of Luna, yet the girl was so scared she could do nothing. As if they had not had enough, one of them started to touch her as well. That managed to finally trigger her self-defence. She quickly shoved some kind of spell – which actually quite hurt the man – and while he was confused, quickly ran away.
She ran and ran, until she was sure not a single soul was following her. She ended up in a forest next to a small village, which was the only thing that saved her from dying of starvation. Only several days later, some templars arrived to take her to the Circle. The girl was amazingly suspicious of them after the incident with her family. However, a sister from the village's Chantry calmed her down. She accompanied Luna and her escorts to the Circle tower. If it was not for that, the mage would have been killed sooner or later.
And so her life in the circle began.
Luna became an apprentice to an enchanter named Wynne. The woman noticed she was quite talented, though always avoiding people, especially of the male gender. She did not push her though, presumably due to her previous experience with apprentices. With time the enchanter became like a mother to her.
Luna quickly learnt spells, with an affinity for healing. She never seemed keen on making any friends though. Years later she managed to befriend someone, a templar boy of all things. His name was Cullen. He seemed different from others, quite shy and nervous around her at first, but after a while they became close friends.
The girl had her harrowing at a slightly younger age than most, perhaps due to her talent, and passed it easily (almost as easily as Irving's favourite later did). Not long after that, Wynne left for Ostagar. Luna did not want her to go. What if she died? Or worse, what if she became one of those filthy darkspawn she had learnt about? But, she could do nothing. When Wynne and the other mages left, the atmosphere in the tower became gloomier and heavier. Rumours about someone practicing blood magic began to spread. Soon Irving's favourite, who had just passed his harrowing, was made tranquil for assisting a blood mage with destroying his phylactery and escaping. It was a shame, she thought back then. Cullen had told her it was the quickest and cleanest harrowing ever. Templars became even worse than before as well, watching every single move all the time, driving most of the mages crazy. Luna was not worried though, at least not most of the time. Cullen somehow managed to get the daytime shifts, so if some other templar wanted to spy on her, she would most likely be asleep.
A month later, the mages who had traveled to Ostagar came back. The circle was about to take Loghain's side, until they discovered his betrayal. One of the senior enchanters, Uldred, did not cope well with that. He attacked the circle with blood mages who supported him.
This is where the story begins.
Luna ran as fast as she could to the templars quarters despite all the risk. Cullen had to be in there somewhere, and she had to make sure he was alright. She thought she was lucky to not meet many enemies on the way. However, she was wrong. As she was advancing through the quarters, she ran into a swarm of abominations. The mage quickly jumped into the nearest room and sealed the door with her magic. She could hear the blasted things trying to break through, but thanks to Wynne's teaching, the seal was far too strong for them.
She sat there for Maker knows how long, while being gnawed at by worry and anger with herself. She was angry for being too weak to fight those things. Angry for being scared. What if Cullen dies just because she could not get out of that blasted room?
Suddenly she heard the sound of battle. Did templars return? She was sure they all had gone down, and most likely were getting ready to destroy the whole tower. After the sounds of battle stopped, she could hear the voices of people outside the door – three men, if she judged right, and a woman. The woman sounded familiar to her though. Was she getting mad already? She had always thought she was stronger than that.
"Whoever is inside, you may come out. The abominations are gone and we mean you no harm," one of the men said.
Luna hesitated, but after a few moments removed the seal. As the door opened, three men entered the room. Behind them was standing her former mentor, Wynne.
A/N: Hello everyone! Thanks for stopping by and reading this little fan fiction. I will not start babbling how I once sat on a rock in the middle of a starless night, and this idea just hit me in the head (or perhaps it was a brick?). I truly hope you enjoyed it though!
Huge thanks to Adalae Amell for being my little beta tester elf!
Reviews are welcomed.
Of course, I do not own Dragon Age. Luna is my little creature though.