Chapter Two-
Ostagar (Before the battle)
The journey to Ostagar wasn't easy it was hard, I was following the trail of Darkspawn, the whole freaking horde to said place. It was easy, I was hardly opposed with my abilities they fall like bees to honey, killed by smoke. To easy on would say, I was falling short of enemies to follow to Ostagar. But I figure I was close anyways. So it didn't matter, to me.
One thing about Ostagar was, it was massive, old and collasped castle. It was an old fortress, something easy to defense, but against the whole horde? It wouldn't hold long, the shelmen were kidding themselves on this matter.
They would be massacred
All of them.
Death. The walking dead.
Corpse the lot of them.
And none of them knew, it.
I arrived at night, the horde was close not even miles behind me. They were ready, and I was in the middle of it, all. I wasn't surprised at that fact, at all. I was expecting it, it would be funny if I wasn't. It would be a joke if they weren't ready.
Their scouts.
They had forewarning of this, hell they couldn't miss a massive army like this, even in at night time.
And the Grey Warden, have a sense for these things. The darkspawn. I wandered if it was the same thing around, could the darkspawn sense them?
Perhaps. More than likely.
It was probably the reason that they were coming here than somewhere else. But were they a match for them.
For the whole horde? Could they save Ferelden? Could they even save themselves? Could they even save everyone else?
Enough of what if question. And let's get the the answer.
Right, Back to Ostagar, The Blight, The death of millions to come, this war was not going to be stopped. And I knew that fact,
Was the Shelemen King so stupid to risk his whole army on what could be, and not what was. He didn't even know this was just the beginning, it was long from over, and I knew that.
Thy name is Eliisa Valneena, an tainted elf mage girl, cursed to absorb the darkspawns taint till death. And death was just a matter of time.
Time was something I was short of...
And the lack of time made me reckless, some would say.
True was I didn't care, I wasn't about to care what other think about me. And I would never will.
And soon was the battle for Fereldon or so I thought. What I didn't know was of the betrayal that was about to happen. No one knew what was about to happen, unless they planned it. And it was well planned at that.