Yo! Me again! How's everyone doing?

Well good news, I have yet another giant cup of coffee. :)

Sephchipmunk: Love the name! Anyway, chapter two was the correct chapter. The answer to your question is in this chapter. Any other questions, just ask!

Onwards! I do not own Dragon Age. I do own my OC Tanya!

Enjoy!


"Uh?" Tanya stares at the mage in question. She has no idea what he just said. The man just explained the principles of magic and how to wield with even giving examples.

The elven apostate runs a hand down his face, "How have you survived this long Herald?"

"Uh, I'm not sure?" That was more of a question than a statement. "Okay, can you try explaining all of this again to me in simpler words? Maybe analogies used for the examples?"

Oh, who is she kidding? For the past hour, Solas has been trying to explain and show her how to yield magic. The fact she made it through the horde of demons they fought earlier when she first woke up here is a miracle. Then again, she did just swing the staff around with random bursts of emotions bursting out at the enemies.

Solas simply smiles at the woman. Although she is a shem, the Herald is devoted to trying to learn how to yield her magic. He's surprised that someone such as her does not know how to use magic when she should have been taught at a young age. Perhaps more of her memory is missing than what they anticipated.

"Have you tried meditation? It may help your concentration and control of magic?"

Meditate? Tanya's heard of it but has never tried it before. Even in her other word she never found a reason to try it. Then again, her world wasn't this one where there is magic, elves, dwarves, and everything else one can imagine.

She stares at him, "No?" Again, with the questions rather than statements.

So, the elf leads the Herald through meditation for the first time. They keep at it for a while before he calls it a day on their lesson. He offers some advice though, "Practice meditation when you first get up and before going to sleep. It should help. We will try again teaching you magic tomorrow Herald."

Standing, the short woman of five foot exactly stretches her arms above her head. Her mind is elsewhere today. "Mmm… okay. Tomorrow."

With that she walks away with a simple thank you. She doesn't have anywhere specific in mind as she wanders, greeting survivors who stumbled to their small camp, the place called Haven.

It's still so hard to believe that so much has happened in such a short period. First, she wakes up begging for them to kill her as she should have been dead in the first place. Next thing she knows, Cassandra has dragged her through the small village of Haven and toward the green hole in the sky that they were calling the Breach.

After that, Tanya snapped out of her state of depression and entered one of fear. To be helpless in a situation after the bridge burst into hundreds of pieces with a demon coming at her put fear in her. She didn't know what to do except grab the stick with the twisty knob and whack the life out of the demon only to have a burst of fire incinerate the beast. That was her first experience of magic.

From then onwards, she would experience bursts of fire while whacking the demons. It was not the most productive way of fighting; however, it did the job at the time. Then the green glow on her hand, was thrusted toward a smaller breach thing they later called rifts. Turns out she was and still is the key to this mess.

When she closed the first rift, it was the first time meeting the apostate aka elven rogue mage Solas and the dwarf story teller Varric. And when things couldn't get any worse, they do. Turns out the chancellor wanted to kill her or ship her off right then and there. Then Cassandra had the guts to ask her whether they should charge with the soldiers or go through the mountains and try to rescue the team of soldiers they lost contact with. Tanya was drained mentally, physically, and emotionally. The simplest choice, one she chose due to being numb in disbelief and exhaustion, the woman chose to charge.

The temple left in ruins was worse. She couldn't believe the damage and hundreds if not thousands of lives that evaporated here. It was then the Breach they had to face, the huge demon that fell from it. She still can't wrap her mind around the different types of demons there are. Guess that's another thing to add to her list of studying. After they manage to get the Breach temporary close, better than it sitting open and spitting out rifts and demons, she passed out.

Since then, the Inquisition came to life starting with them. Watching the sunset over the lake or is that a pond, Tanya sighs in defeat. There is so much to do and learn on top of the hundreds of thousands of things she knows she must do across the continent. Then the hundreds of lives that have yet to be taken. It is damaging to the mind, but she made a promise to herself; she can't end her life again. She can't do it again, not without truly fighting and reaching out to others first.


Thank you for reading! Hope you all have a wonderful day!

-RebelVale23