"This is a series of Dragon Age 2 poetry I created for some of the characters when I was bored, I tried to make them reflect the traits or personality as best as I could. Reviews would be nice and please no flaming."
from Spiders and Dust: Female Hawke
the Shadow of a Hawke: Carver
Wings: Bethany
Knight: Aveline
Story Teller: Varric
: Merrill
Ambitions: Anders
: Fenris
's Lament: Isabela
Please enjoy!
1.
Sitting alone with spiders and dust
She weaves a tale built from silver and rust
She built herself up from he pitied and poor
Her life seemed at ease till a knock at the door
Hurled into the flames she fought with precision
But the end she had meet was not her decision
Her tale is now told from a blood-brother's view
But her true story is only known to a few
2.
He was merely a shadow to the grace of a Hawke
His efforts and trials were those peers would mock
Those he held close were unaware of his pain
Words and comments that had eventually slain
With his memory at heart companions and kin
Now finally realize the pain of there sin
3.
She lives in a land of awareness and fear
Her heart thrives for freedom yet her eyes soak with tears
She doesn't dare run and she doesn't dare fight
Her life is a void yet she's longing for light
Her fate is a given, one she cant deny
And only now does she realize she had the power to fly
4.
She was a warrior born of iron and stone
But her life was a choice and she wasn't alone
With the heart of lion and the will of great kings
She leads her companions with blood covered wings
5.
He travels the lands telling tale and lore
Some fake some false; other true at the core
And when the audience gathers they beseech and implore
To tell a tale of beauty and gore
He replies with a chuckle a smirk or a smile
His tale are forever told in fashion and style
6.
Her mind was a maze of questions and fears
Her heart was a sea of doubts and great tears
She lost herself to regrets of the past
All while knowing it would surely not last
7.
He lived with corruption with fears and unjust
But his life had a purpose in which her could trust
All through his life he worked towards his dream
Yet his delusions and hopes were not as would seem
8.
He was a save to more than his spite and rage
While living his life within an iron cage
His life was filled with agony and pain
And people he loved; soon become a stain
Vengeance he swore to the black in his heart
His mercy and reason had now clearly depart
9.
Singing a song of sorrow and need
She faces the water with a longing to lead
Her loyalty and pride have kept her bound without key
But her spirit and heart remained tied to the sea
FIN