Dragon age Chronicles of Demon Cousland
Chapter 4: Witch of the Wilds
Demon slowly turned around, to face Alistar, about the two other recruits getting squashed by the ruins of the castle.
"So let me get this straight…. We're down two recruits, not including myself… and from what I hear the ritual is dangerous as is?"
Alistar forced a goofy smile on his face trying to lighten the mood.
"Well you know… accidents happen?"
I wonder if I can make a break for it….
"So what is our job, can't we take the ritual right now?"
"Yeah…. No, sorry we need to go in to the wastes and retrieve an extremely important document that belongs to the Wardens…. It shouldn't take long…" Alistar replied.
What's with this guy? …. Fergus I pray to the Maker you're alright…
Alistar and Demon made their way to the exit of the camp, heading towards the wastes, Alistar informed Demon of the Dark Spawn in the area.
A short Dark Spawn tried to get the jump on Demon, but failed when Demon raised his blade slightly to the left above his head, slicing the Dark Spawn's throat.
"Wow… Great Reflexes…." commented Alistar.
Just one? Where's the rest of the patrols?
Alistar tried to start a conversation with Demon, hoping to pass the time, and get to know each other.
"So, while were avoiding certain death, along with a few friendly Dark Spawn… You never told me your last name Demon?"
Demon looked at a Dark Spawn on the ground with an axe sticking through it, Demon put his foot on the axe pushing it deeper inside the corpse.
"It's Cousland… Demon Cousland of Highever."
Alistar was accompanied by a noble, he thought that Demon's parents weren't thrilled that their son, was conscripted…
"Can't imagine the folks were too pleased, about a royal son being conscripted?"
Demon stopped moving while stomping on the head of another Dark Spawn.
"They're Dead, betrayed by Arl Howe, as of now… I am the last surviving member of the Cousland line."
Alistar was shocked to hear this, what Demon went through.
"Oh… I'm sorry; no amount of apologies could prove to you of how sorry I am…."
Demon just looked up at the ruins of the Warden Keep.
"Let's just keep going."
Howe, when I find you, I'll drive my blade through your gullet. And as for you Duncan, well you better hope I don't survive the Ritual.
Several groups of Dark Spawn charged down the hill hoping to overrun Alistar's and Demon's position, Alistar immediately equipped his sword and shield, leaving Demon to equip is broad sword. A charging Gremlock was cut in half by Demon's blade, while another was stabbed in the chest with Alistar's sword, then executed with his shield.
Arrows began to rain down on the two, but were unable to cause any effectiveness, as the two quickly moved up the hill flanking them on two sides. The Dark Spawn forces fell quickly before the two, Alistar saw Demon pulling out an arrow from his shoulder, seeing the need to help he rushed over to him with bandages and healing potions.
"Don't worry, looks like a scratch, I got the necessary—"
Alistar stopped himself when the wound began to heal itself, Alistar was at a loss of words.
"How… How did you do that?"
Demon took his sword out of the skull of a Dark Spawn, wiping it clean on its armor.
"I have unnatural abilities, it's not magic… it's just I can't explain it, anyways this is one of the reasons why people refer to me as Demon."
The two made their way up to the ruins as the conversation continued.
"I'm surprised the Templars didn't take you know capture you, aren't you technically a mage?"
Demon gave Alistar a weird look.
"No, the powers, have a resistant against Magic, meaning their powers don't affect me… The Templars called me some sort of Mage Bane… They wanted to recruit me, but I was more interested in fooling around… I always visit the Templar Dens, to check it out, I made a few Templar friends in Highever…."
"I think I understand, you must be one unique person, I mean the Maker must've smiled upon you to give you such a trait." Replied Alistar
Maybe…
The two approached the ruins, Alistar seemed shock as he approached a broken chest with a Warden seal on it.
"No, no, no, no! The Treaties they're gone! Who would've taken them?!"
Alistar was freaking out, leaving Demon to sit on a block of worn out stone, Alistar stopped what he was doing, and Demon turned his head slightly to the left when they heard an intruder.
"Well, well….. what have we here? Are you a vulture, I wonder… A scavenger poking amidst a corpse whose bones long since clean….. Or merely an intruder coming into these Dark Spawn filled wilds, in search of easy prey…. What say you hm? Scavenger or intruder? "
Whoa… who is she and what do I have to do, to get her to like me?
Demon stood up slowly facing the mysterious woman.
"Neither Mam… I'm Demon Cousland, and this is my companion Alistar who is a Grey Warden, we're searching for a treaty that is a great importance to the Wardens… Who are you?"
Morrigan had a devious smile placed on her face, as she slowly approached Demon.
"So polite, I like you… and as for my name you may call me Morrigan."
Alistar rolled his eyes, while cautiously stepping by his companion.
"Careful first it's 'I like you' then, zap frog time… hmm she looks Chasid, she may not be alone. "
Morrigan laughed as she stepped by the broken chest.
"Do you fear Barbarians will swoop down upon you?"
Alistar just gave Morrigan a suspicious gaze.
"yes swooping would be bad."
Morrigan kicked the broken chest, letting the pieces fall over the place.
"If you are looking for your Grey Warden documents, well they are no longer here."
Alistar immediately put two and two together, causing him to jump to a conclusion.
"Not here? You stole them didn't you? Those are not yours so… I suggest you hand those back."
Morrigan crossed her arms is defiance while giving Alistar a hateful glare.
"I will not because, I haven't removed anything…"
Demon slowly approached Morrigan, causing her eyes to capture his form, he could've sworn she gave him a wink.
"Uh… Morrigan, do you know who removed the scrolls from its chest?"
"Twas my mother in fact…"
Demon looked around the wilds, feeling a bit cautious from any Dark Spawn in the area.
"Can you take us to her?"
Morrigan approached Demon facing him, Demon felt nervous as Morrigan approached him.
Wow she has some revealing clothes…
"Now that is a reasonable request, Demon was it? Keep this attitude of your up, and I'll take a liking to you…. Now follow me, and I'll lead you to my Mother's hovel."
Fifteen Minutes Later…
Okay, so the hut is well…. Lively, there is an old woman boiling something in the pot, but I'm more interested in this Morrigan, I don't know why but I can't keep my eyes off of her…
The Old Woman, who Demon presumed to be Morrigan's mother, turned around to greet the guests including her daughter.
"Morrigan there you are, I was wondering where'd you ran off to… Who are these strangers that you bring here? Guests…. Or 'Guests'."
Morrigan stood by her Mother, while Alistar took notice on the way Morrigan's mother said guest, waiting to see how this pans out Alistar stood there silently, while Demon kept his gaze locked on to Morrigan's.
"Mother, the Unintelligent one is a Grey Warden, by him is the very polite and respectful Demon… and no he's not a Demon, that's just his name."
Morrigan's Mother took a Scroll protected by a Grey Warden seal out of her pack, showing it to the two, Alistar eye's widened from the scrolls.
"I kept this in my possession preserving it from the world, it's your now."
Morrigan's Mother handed Alistar the scrolls leaving him speechless, Demon however spoke for him.
"Thank you, mam… we really appreciate it…"
Morrigan's Mother put a smile on her wrinkled face.
"Such manners, they'd be in the last place you'd look… like stockings."
Alistar finally figured out who she was.
"Wait a minute, I know who you are… You're Flemeth, the Witch of the Waste."
The comment earned Flemeth a laugh, followed by a cough, while she conversed with Alistar, Demon approached Morrigan.
"I just wanted to… Thank you for helping us out Morrigan."
Morrigan gave Demon an alluring smile as she leaned up against the hovel.
"You're most welcome, such a peculiar name Demon."
Demon chuckled a bit, from the Irony of the fear of Demons.
"Well I prefer it over Damon…. Listen if you're not doing anything…"
Morrigan leaned in closer, to Demon.
" (gasps) what a wicked, wicked man you are, but as a matter in fact I'm—"
Morrigan was interrupted by her Mother calling her, causing her to flinch.
"Morrigan, these two back to their camp, I have a feeling that they will need these treaties in top condition."
Demon had a disappointed expression placed on his face, as both Morrigan and him headed towards Alistar.
This could be the Last day I'm alive, I just want one more day of actually living… but it's not that simple, nothing is that FUCKING Simple!
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