Chapter 2: An Axe to the head and an arrow to the knee.
Drevok was surprised when the shout had knocked him unconscious. However, he was even more surprised to see a tan man with a scruff black beard and hair kneeling over him. Drevok unsure of the intent of the man pushed him away and jumped to his feet. Pulling out his favored battleaxe, he growled at the stranger much like a dog might growl to warn off trespassers. In a guttural tone Drevok said "who are you? And what were you doing to me"
Much to Drevok's surprise the man did not change his demeanor. One of calm. He did not smell of fear, but rather of power. This person smelled of death, of destruction, of war. What surprised Drevok more was that this man of power, this man smelling of death, was that the man actually opened his mouth and answered Drevok's questions. "I am Duncan, warden commander of Fereldan. And I was checking to see if you were injured..." Drevok understood the pause. He had not introduced himself, Drevok put away his weapon and gave Duncan a half bow "I am Drevok. Sorry about my rude behavior... I just was unsure of your intentions. My life has lead me to distrust strange people who just happen to be crouched over my sleeping or unconscious form."
Duncan nodded at this. He could recognize a warrior when he saw one, and this man was a good one. He would need to see this Drevok fight, but perhaps he could be grey warden material...
The appearance of this strange man seemed to bring the old Diana back, even if only shortly. One of the questions Duncan had been too polite to ask him just slipped out of her mouth. "Why is your hair white? You look so young?" The question made Drevok laugh. "Ahh yes that... Most people ask me that when they first see me... I think it is usually followed with a remark on me smelling of wet dogs." Drevok frowned as he mentioned the last part. "Anyways, you wanted to know why my hair is white? When I was just 12, my best friend asked me to help him with an experiment. She was trying to magically create the best mead by enchanting a shotglass to be self chilling. I volunteered as the taste-tester" Drevok made a motion to his hair "you could say that there were some side-effects." Before any one could say anything else Duncan went tense. Drevok and Diana noticed this change. They both drew their weapons. Drevok could tell that this Duncan was not one to scare with ease, or one to ready his weapons if there was no need. Thus Drevok readied his Battleaxe, Diana her bow. While they were tense and prepping for battle Drevok sniffed the air. Diana noticed how he seemed to smell the air like her mabari would when looking for danger. Duncan's eyes narrowed. "Darkspawn are nearby... Be on your guard." He said.
Duncan was not usually surprised by darkspawn. However this time, their sheer force caught him off guard. It wasn't many, but the ogre meant trouble. Duncan was about to tell his charge to flee when Drevok made an animalistic growl. "So those are darkspawn... They must die! Foul imitations of life, they reek like..."
Whatever Drevok was going to say was cut off by the roar of the Orge as it charged towards Duncan who dodged the attack at the last moment confusing the large dim-witted brute.
Drevok was losing himself to the beast blood. If he did not take act soon he would go berserk. He couldn't contain himself any longer, yet he wouldn't let the wolf out yet. He simply charged the dazed ogre. Beforlong Drevok leapt high, much to the suprise of Duncan and Diana. Wuuthrad raised high above his head he swung down planting it right in the ogre's skull, killing it instantly.
To both Dunacn and Dianan, the sight was something to behold… that is if they weren't busy killing the remaining hurlocks as Drevok heaved and panted with exertion.
As the fight ended Duncan looked at the warrior and gave the slightest of chuckles. "The last time I saw a Orge killed that fast, it was killed by a poisoned arrow in the knee. I offered Mahariel, the archer who shot it a place in our order shortly beforehand, and I am offering you a place now."
At that Drevok grinned and gave a wild series of nods before excitedly saying "lead the way commander."
A/N: I would like to apologize for the long wait for the second chapter. I would try to explain it away, but I am sure that you don't want to hear about my troubles. Your here for the Fic. So, I'm promising i'll update the fic regularly. Once a week, every Sunday. As a bonus, for every 15 reviews this thing gets, I'll post a bonus chapter. Until Next time!
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