Human Noble Origin
I grumble, stalking through the halls to the main hall of my family's estate. Why the hell do I need to meet that creep Rendon? He's so weird, and creepy…and weird. I shake my head, my blonde hair sliding into my face again, I slip it back over my ear sighing. I have shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, a small patch of facial hair under my lip stubble really, and dual tattoos on my cheeks that look like tear stains in a grey color. I am wearing simple leather armor, with two daggers sheathed at my hips, I had been sparring with Roderick, as was our usual custom, but we got called off on two separate errands. Gin was nowhere in sight. Silly dog, I grinned thinking about my Mabari, he had this white, almost silver fur, and the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen. He was a bit more slender than most Mabari, but he seemed to be more intelligent. He is usually right at my hip, but for some reason he ran off during the sparring match, probably to raid the larder. Again. Ah well, I can pick him up once father is finished speaking to me.
I opened the door walking in silently, looking at my father and Rendon who were in deep discussion about how they were going to be delayed because Rendon's men were delayed. He was apologizing profusely, until they noticed me walking up. "You sent for me Father?"
"Ah, there you are Pup, Rendon, you remember my son Aedan?" My father turned to Rendon Howe.
"Yes, my daughter was very interested in him. Perhaps you should come see her some time?" Howe asked. Rendon Howe is the Arl of Amaranthine, and a very good friend to my father, even though he was a creep.
"Perhaps, if I get an opportunity." I answer as carefully as I can, "What did you call me for Father?"
"Ah, I wanted you to take over running the house while me and Fergus are joining the king in Ostagar." My father asked.
"Why can't I go with you?" I ask, looking him over.
"Your mother won't be here, you will be left to run our home by yourself. I need you to take care of things here." My father explained.
"All right," I nod, knowing that no matter how much I argue there is no way to win.
Suddenly three figures walk in, one a tall dark skinned man with a beard, a dwarven female with red hair, and I think he was a mage with black hair. I looked them over curiously, "Who are they?" I ask, looking back to my father.
"I am Duncan of the Grey Wardens, these are two of my recruits, Daylen and Sereda. We came here to recruit," The dark skinned male introduced himself, motioning to the other two as he said their names.
"You didn't mention that there were Grey Wardens here," Rendon turned to my father.
"They came shortly before you did Rendon." My father explained, "I think he has his eye on Ser Gilmore."
"If I may, your son looks to be a good recruit as well." Duncan said, looking me over.
"Me, a Grey Warden?" I asked in surprise, finding that I rather liked the idea, "I think I would like that."
"You understand I only have two sons, two heirs. Unless you'd like to invoke the right of conscription?" My father growled.
"Of course not," Duncan smiled.
My father dismissed me, so I walked out of the main hall to find my dog. I freeze as I hear Nan start screaming, "Yup, in the Larder." I laugh, moving towards the kitchens. I met up with Ser Gilmore, who had been sent by mother to get me, and we both went in, "Gin! What do you think you're doing!" I call at him, watching him paw at the wall and growl.
Gin looked at me for a minute, before turning back to the wall growling again.
"Is there something over there?" I sigh, moving closer to the section of wall to see what was bothering him. Well, he found rats, giant rats. Me, Ser Gilmore, and Gin fought them off.
"Giant rats! Sounds like the beginning of every adventure story my grandfather used to tell me," Ser Gilmore snorted, "We should probably not tell Nan about this."
"How do you think we'll hide it from her?" I laugh at him, petting Gin.
"Good point," He sighed.
We stepped out, admitting to Nan that Gin had cornered rats in there. Ser Gilmore left to meet up with my father, and I continued toward my brother's room. I met up with my mother and her friend on the way, her friend attempting to convince her elven Lady in Waiting to sleep with me. I ignored her in favor of her son Dairren, who I later convinced to come to bed with me. I smiled in anticipation, heading in to my brother's room. I watched Fergus talking to his son and wife, before he noticed, "Ah, and here comes my little brother to see me off!" Fergus laughed hugging me.
"Father said that you were to leave without him." I explained. Shortly after my parents came in to give him their farewells, he left. Then everyone went to bed, Dairren came to my room later on that night. Gin woke us with his barking, Dairren slid out of the bed next to me, moving to the door. An armed man kicked my bedroom door open, and filled Dairren with arrows. I kicked into action, fighting them off with Gin, then hurrying into my armor. I ran to find my parents, meeting my mother. Then we went to Fergus' room, finding his family dead. That was when we realized that these men were slaughtering everyone, and taking no prisoners. We found the others killed in their beds, and decided to try and find father. We fought our way through Howe's men, telling our servants and surviving guards to escape. We bumped into Daylen and Sereda beating Howe's men back. They joined up with us, telling us that they were looking for Duncan. We continued into the vault, to grab my family sword, and then we ran into the main hall. Ser Gilmore had the door barricaded and told us that father and Duncan went out the servant's passage. We ran to the Larder in an attempt to catch up with them, we found them. My father was on the ground, bleeding all over. We could tell that he wasn't going to make it.
"There you two are." Duncan walked in, smiling at his two recruits, "I managed to clear the way."
"Father, we have to get out of here," I moved to help him up.
"I can't, I won't make it. Duncan please, get them out of here." My father asked.
"Of course, but the crimes here pale in comparison to what will happen if the Darkspawn spread." Duncan replied.
"Very well," My father conceded allowing my conscription. My mother decided to stay with my father to buy us time. We headed to the Brecilian Forest to see if there were any more recruits.
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Me-Yay! Third character is done!