I Got Sent Where?!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age nor any of the characters; only my O.C. and her quirky personality. Believe me, if I owned that tasty morsel called Fenris the game could get boring quickly from lack of killing.
Raven dimly became aware of her surroundings. She first felt the cool stone resting under her and was tempted to keep her flushed face against it; then she could smell the brine air. The next thing she noted was a loud buzzing of angry, concerned, and curious voices. Whoa, wait a minute I shouldn't be hearing voices in my house right? She thought curiously to herself but then again maybe she was dreaming again. She wanted so badly to crack her eyes open but her body wasn't responding to her desires.
Then a few voices began to stand out to her as if they were closer than the others. "What strange clothes she is wearing, where do you think she came from?" The voice was soft and had a sweet edge to it. "Hmmm I have never seen anyone like her before and she did just appear out of nowhere." This was a masculine voice and filled with curiosity. The voices sounded familiar but she could not place them. "Are you certain Anders? Even so we need to get her out of here. Fenris, carry her, for now we will take her to your place since it is closer." The second female voice was soft and filled with wonder but the accompanying male voice was nothing but a growl.
She wanted even more to wake up now because everything was clicking into place. Anders, Fenris and the others were all characters from her game. She wanted to know where she was and how she got here! Despite her desires she couldn't move and she felt strong sure arms pick her up as if her muscled frame weighed next to nothing. How could someone be so strong?
Despite the grumbles that were vibrating from the man carrying her to her body he was surprisingly gentle. The trip seemed to take forever until she felt a slight shift in temperature and sensed the loss of sunlight on her exposed skin. To her mortification she remembered that she had only been wearing her mid-thigh length black gown and the green and gold belted robe, also made of thin material, which only reached her knees. If she had been awake she would have been blushing furiously.
"Anders see if you can wake her up." The second female voice spoke. "Alright Hawke; Fenris hold on to her in case something happens." She heard the elf scoff at the mage. "I don't trust you abomination, what makes you think I will let you cast a spell in my direction." Hawke gave a sigh of frustration, "Fenris please just do as Anders asks." There was nothing else said from the man holding her. She wasn't sure if she regained control of her body at that moment of if Anders did something to wake her up but when her eyes snapped open all her mental calmness disappeared. She did the only rational thing that she could think of as she stared at her character Hawke, Anders, Merrill, and finally Fenris who still held her tightly in his arms; she panicked.
She shoved out at him and caught him off guard so that he released her immediately. She stumbled back until she connected with the wall behind her and faced the four other people in the room. They were regarding her with a mixture of wariness and confusion at her sudden outburst. Hawke was the first to speak as she stepped forward with hands raised but Raven wanted nothing to do with it. She bared her teeth warningly at the character that she herself had created but rational thought wasn't her top priority at this point.
Raven knew she must look like a wild feral mess as her silver eyes darted around nervously; seeking an escape from this dream or whatever it was. "Take it easy we aren't going to hurt you." Anders approached her and she immediately threw her head back against the wall as her eyes widened in fright. This absolutely couldn't be happening. "Stop Anders, you are frightening her worse."
The mage stepped back a distance to stand beside Hawke. Suddenly Fenris moved with a speed Raven had forgot that he had in the game to stand beside her. His gaze held hers but he didn't speak a word. He had placed himself between her and the others so that he was all she could see. She took a shaky breath before slowly releasing it. She had every reason to be frightened but she had to stop and think rationally before she got herself killed. Hawke was the good guy and so were the others as far as she knew. She forced herself to calm down as she stared up into those odd green eyes of the elf. "Now that you seem to be calmed down a bit do you think that you can answer some questions?"
She nodded slowly as she allowed the elf to grab her elbow and lead her over towards a chair that she gratefully sank down into next to the fire. It was a surprise to her that she looked down to see her hand trembling in her lap. She had never been one much for having panic attacks in even the worst of situations. Hawke made it clear that she would ask the questions as she shot everyone a pointed look. "Who are you?" Okay so she started out with something simple. "My name is Raven." Hawke nodded before asking her next question and one that would be harder to answer, "Where are you from and how did you get here?"
Oho boy here we go Raven thought as she took a deep breath, "I doubt that you will believe me but I come from somewhere that doesn't even exist in your world but we call it Earth. As for how I got here I was playing this video game about you guys and suddenly it blew up or something and I ended up here." Everyone ignored her then as they all started arguing about whether she was telling the truth or not. She whistled loudly to get everyone's attention which surprised even her with the boldness of that act. "I don't care who believes me or not but I have no idea how to get home and I mean none of you any harm. However since I am here I need to find a place to go and I would like to help you. I really don't…have anything to go back to."
The four companions moved into the farthest corner of the room and quietly discussed the issue before they came back to her. Raven noticed that Fenris looked less that pleased and she averted her gaze quickly although she caught the smug look of victory on Anders face. Hawke was the one that spoke to her, "So be it. You will stay here with Fenris and you will learn how to use a blade from him." She disliked orders but it was just how her character was so she nodded.
She glanced to see the darkened face of Fenris looking down at her as the others slowly left the house. Once they were all gone the elf turned away from her and faced the fire place. She dared not move or breathe too loudly because she knew the broody elf was known to have fits of violence and knew the power he possessed with those markings. A long time passed with the elf staring into the fire and she not speaking a word while fighting the urge to fidget. She wasn't a broody person by nature and liked being able to move about freely.
Finally the elf glanced over his shoulder at her and was surprised to find her still sitting in the chair with her head bowed forward. "You are no slave here, were you a slave where you came from?" The question caught her off guard and she dropped her head forward further so that her waist length gold hair fell forward to hide her face. "No, I wasn't a slave but I was…but that's not important. No I was not a slave." She knew that he sensed she wasn't telling him the full story but he left it at that.
Some more time passed in which Fenris had retrieved a bottle of wine and sat in the chair across from her drinking it. She wondered mildly how late it had gotten as she glanced up at the elf only to catch him starring at her. "I wanted to apologize for them forcing me on you." Much to her surprise the elf threw his head back with a short bark of laughter, "I was never angry with you. I know what it means to be a stranger in a foreign land. I was angry about that abomination and blood mage thinking that they had a say over what would be done in my home."
She nodded in understanding as she gazed over at the fire somewhat relieved by his explanation. Her stomach betrayed her then and growled loudly in the silent room. She blushed furiously as Fenris chuckled, "Since you are not fit to go out at the moment perhaps we can find you something to eat in the kitchen." He motioned for her to follow him.
Once they reached the kitchen she leaned against the table and watched him move about. She was surprised to find that he was heavier built than she thought an elf would be and she could practically sense the power coming off of him and her dream taunted her then; the Dread Wolf. She was snapped from her musings when he spoke to her as he sat a plate on the counter with a hunk of bread and some cheese on it. "Raven was it?" She nodded and he continued speaking, "Why is it that you are not curious of me or these markings?" She shrugged slowly as she took the chunk of cheese off the plate and took a small bite. "I told you, you are all characters in a game I played so I know your story and the fact that your former master Denarius gave you those markings made of lyrium. This reminds me that I should thank you for carrying me earlier because I know the marks are tender."
He chuckled softly, "There are worse tasks in this world than carrying a beautiful woman from danger." She dropped her head in embarrassment at the compliment and forgot what a flirt the elf could be. "Thank you." He saw her embarrassment and simply nodded. He watched her intently as she ate and she could feel his gaze on her. When she was done eating he motioned for her to follow him.
He led her upstairs to a surprisingly lavish room, "These are the only chambers suitable for anyone to sleep in. They are yours." She opened her mouth in protest, "I don't want to impose on you, I'll be fine with a pallet by the fire place!" He shook his head and motioned around the room, "It would be wasted on me so you might as well take it but we do need to talk before you get some rest."
She nodded as she settled down on the bed and snuggled under the covers. She lay on her side and faced him so that she could watch him as he spoke. "I am going to start your training in the morning with a two handed sword since I think you have the appropriate build for it. Also would you like for me to ask Hawke to bring you some armor or other clothing?"
Raven thought about that for a moment. She didn't mind using the two handed sword and yes indeed she needed some more clothing so that she could blend in better with the people in Kirkwall. "Yes that would be wonderful. I am sorry that you are going to miss out on some missions so that you can help train me." He shook his head with a gentle smile on his lips. "Perish the thought Raven, I could think of worse things that could happen."
She watched him leave the room and listened for a long time to him pacing the floor in front of the fire place. A few times she noticed that he came to the open doorway to stare at her on the bed, thinking most likely that she was asleep. Finally she did actually drift off to sleep feeling safe for once despite everything.