Chapter 1
I could sense their presence. I was no Warden and had no intention of becoming one with all the things I know about them but still thanks to the things that I have learned during my 21 years long lifetime I could sense the foulness in the darkspawn from 50 yards away. Though recently, I have come to realize that this feeling of foulness has increased greatly. Maybe they just got bored of the Deep Road and dwarves so they decided to go out to the surface and seek some new prey. I laughed at the thought of darkspawn being bored. Seriously though, what was happening? The darkspawn would not come out of the Deep Roads.
Unless... My eyes widened. I held my staff tightly in my hand. "It can not be." I whispered to myself. But couldn it not? It has been four hundred years since the last Blight. I was lost in thoughts when sensed them getting closer. I climbed to the nearest and the tallest tree and waited for them to come, so that I could lure them into a trap and be done with it before they could even know. I commanded my loyal wolves to stay in the shadows, vigilant and then I heard it: "I told you we should have turned right from that huge tree, did I not Duncan? Now we are lost." I frowned. These were no darkspawn. Just some lost humans. Maybe I should give them good scare, I thought. Something like "Who dares to come so close to the centre of Lost Forest?!". I could create some mist,
too. I bet they would all piss themselves. I smiled at the thought. "There is no use in complaining now, is there? We should camp here for tonight."
said the one called Duncan. What?! Do they not know the rumors about the witch in this forest? The witch who preys on those who come to the forest at night? The people who live around the Forest must have told them about the Lost Witch. Or namely myself. I sighed. Stupid humans. They marked me as a witch just because I know some magic and scare those people who get too close to where I live. They did not even know how I looked like and they were scared shitless of me. I even went to the village often to buy food or get some... company. I really did not know their image of "the Lost Witch" but it was definitely not me.
"B-but Duncan did you not hear hear what the villagers said? That there was a witch in the Forest and she wil drink our blood if get too close to the centre of the Forest." said one of them with a trembling voice. I pitied him for believing such things. Even though he looked older than me he still possed the mind of a little boy.
Duncan interrupted my thoughts: "Enough Daveth. We are Grey Wardens. If you are really afraid of such legends, then you are not suitabled to be a Warden." That explains the reason why I sensed foulness in them.
"But the things the villagers said..." "...are all lies." I interrupted. Then I watched them all drawing their weapons and seeking the source of the sound. "Show your self." said the one blonde hair and hazel eyes. Amusing, I thought while smiling to myself and then laughed.
"What makes you think that I will obey you?" I asked even more amused. My question seemed to confuse him. "Because I'm armed?" he said.
I laughed again. "And what makes you think I am not?" He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something but then closed it. Watching them like that they all looked scared.
The called Daveth looked especially scared. Like he was about to shit himself. I jumped off the branch I was sitting on with an elegant move and quietly landed right behind him.
"Boo!" I said softly and he jumped 5 feet away from me, screaming like a little in a moment all of them turned to face me and arrows started flying towards me from all directions