Hi guys I finally got a beta person! His name is FalconHawk! If you haven't read his stories then you should, because they are funny, and funny is good. So I hope you all enjoy this part of my story.
The three of them stopped in a meadow, with a small river going through it. It looked like the kinda place that a family would have a pick nick, or where secret lovers would meet at sunset. Although now part of the grass was stained by blood.
"Duncan put him down here" said Wynne "If you can hold them off I will be able to stabilize him.
"I don't think anyone is following us, I think that's why he destroyed the bridge." Duncan said as he was putting Joven down. He needed to clean his armor, it had been soaked by Joven's blood, he was pretty sure that's a bad thing.
"I was talking about the Danish elf that's been following us."
Duncan tried to listen very carefully but he still couldn't hear anything. "Are you sure you're not hearing things, because I can't hear-." Duncan was interrupted when he saw something move in between the trees. "So how are we doing on that healing?"
"I am going as fast as I can, but they had something on those arrows, I think its messing with his magic channels, until that gets cleared out he won't be doing any magic, or moving"
Duncan had already unsheathed his twin daggers "Well can you hurry a bit faster, I don't think they want us here."
"Duncan, I don't know how much you know about magic, but if I don't fix this then Joven could become tranquil, and he would, oh this is interesting."
"Wynne now is not the time for an experiment, is he good enough to travel."
"He won't be shems, and if you know what's good for you, you'll leave him here and go on with your travels." A new voice said from above.
Joven swore he could hear talking, but it seemed to be coming from all-around and was really loud, and why was it so dark, wait what's that light? Joven started moving towards it, why did he feel like he was swimming in syrup? When he got there he was back at his family's farm.
"I'm in the fade? Oh did I die? I did, didn't I. Oh when Wynne gets up here I am going to, guess I can't kill her, but something, I will think of something. Though I probably don't have much time…"
"That is horrible! How can you speak that way of your
hahren
!?" a voice said from behind. Joven turned around and saw a nebulous figure standing there, her voice sounded like a grandmother scolding a child.
"Demon! Stay back
Ma emma harel!"
"Please Da'lin, you have great power, but you have not yet unlocked it. The fact that you think you could take me on is laughable." She finished this sentence by braking into an infections laugh, Joven almost joined before he remembered that this was the fade. Nothing was to be trusted.
"Don't be afraid Da'lin, I am Justice, and she is Compassion. You need to listen to us if you want to get out of here." The spirits voice sounded as smooth as velvet, and that just made Joven more concerned.
"Ok, Justice, I'm not sure where you learned to try and trick mages into becoming your thrall, but most of the time saying "Don't be afraid" makes people a little uneasy."
"I am no demon, look at your amulet, it is still working but I am still here, as I have always been."
"I am so sorry, but I have never seen you before, and as for the amulet, it only works when I'm awake, not when I'm traversing the fade. "
"Don't you remember the first time you used magic? When you sister was being attacked, you used some of the most powerful spells, and yet you did it without blood magic or a mountain of lyrium, how do you explain that."
"I'm amazing at everything?"
"No now listen it doesn't matter if you don't trust me, just focus on the voices from outside, focus on them and imagine being there, if you don't you'll become tranquil."
Joevn was a little hurt when he heared that. I am amazing at everything, I know I am. He realized that the spirt/demon was waiting for an answere. "I still don't trust you but I'll try it."
Joven started to focus on the voices, and started to pick out phrases,
"Wynne now is not the time for an experiment, is he good enough to travel"
Hey that's Duncan's voice, but why does he sound scared?
"He won't be shems, and if you know what's good for you, you'll leave him here and go on with your travels."
Wow, whoever that is they sound mad.
"Focus mortal, you must focus, "said Compassion
"Fine, fine, don't get you undies in a twist,"
Joven was sure that she was running towards him to at least smack him, but he felt like he was being thrown into a tornado ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Joven started moaning, maybe then they would bring some water, and a nice sammich too…
"Duncan, I think he's waking up!"
Duncan's eyes never left the she-elf "That's great, now wake him up faster so we can move."
"Joven, Joven come on get up, I have a sandwich-." Wynne never finished that sentence because Joven sat strait up, and then decided that the ground would stop spinning if he was lying down.
"Wynne, do I have to get up? Maybe it would be easier if I had that sammitch…"
"Yes, but you don't get a sandwich yet. " she helped him up then said "Joven, will you cast a spell, please." Wynne asked, fearing what might happen if he didn't get his channel clear.
"Abracadabra!" Joven said loudly and flung his hands to either side. Nothing happened, and after a moment Joven's face split into a grin that seemed to nearly take up his whole face as he said, "Oh you were serious." Joven held a hand up, palm out, and made a small fireball in his hand, and then made it dance around his fingers.
"Joven do you know her?" asked Duncan, motioned with his head towards the eager looking she-elf.
Joven looked at the elf for a moment, and his eyes rolled back in his head a for a moment as he tried to remember, then he looked back at the elf and his expression changed into what he hoped was a suave looking smile. "Nope, I would remember if I met someone as pretty as her."
The she elf was doing her best to look intimidating, but that was hard considering that she couldn't stop herself from blushing.
"I, stop that, I will shoot you down where you stand!"
"Now, now, why so venomous Lethallan
, every pretty person likes to be informed of their condition," Joven paused as he looked her up and down," and yours is one of the worst cases I have ever seen!" Joven chuckled happily. "Now can you tell us, calmly if you will, why you where stopping my friends and I from passing."
The golden-haired elf relaxed marginally, and some of the blushing faded from her cheeks. "Of course Joven." She said. "We heard that you finally escaped from the circle we were so happy, but it seems you time in there has turned you mind into mush." She glared hatefully at Wynne as she finished.
"Hey my mind is just fine!" Joven said indignantly. "Hey..." Confusion now dominated his face. "Wait a second, how do you know my name? Who are you?"
The she elf closed the distance and kissed Joven on the lips. When she pulled away Duncan's and Wynne's jaws were on the ground of the meadow, and Joven's face was burning such a bright red that you could roast marshmallows and now it was the she-elf who was grinning from ear to ear.
"That was... very nice!" Joven said after recovering from his initial shock. "But I still don't know you."
"You telling me you don't remember me?" she looked a little shocked.
"I am afraid to say that I don't, but I would love to get to know you more" Joven said with a smirk
"Your family used to live with the Dalish, we were five at the time, and we were soul bound."
"I take it this is the part where you tell me what that is?"
"Stupid souverisu, it means that were connected for life, what you feel I feel, our clan hasn't had this happen since Keeper Sahara guided us."
"I do remember living in a Dalish clan, but we moved when I was ten, why was this?"
"We still do not know, maybe it's because of your powers."
"I had magic back then?"
"You showed signs, but the keeper already had a first, which meant that you would be given to a different clan, but now our first has died, we need you to come back to us lethiline."
"I am truly sorry but Joven is to become a grey warden, he would be unable to govern your people." Duncan said eager to get back on the road.
"This Grey Wardening thing is dangerous, is it not? Let me become one in his place."
"You cannot, we do not accept just anyone, you need to be a skilled warrior before you can even hope to survive being a warden."
"Joven, summon a deer."
"What?"
"You heard me, summon a deer, over there in that clearing."
Joven did as she asked. And even spooked it so it would start to run. It never got its chance. The arrow sung as the bow released it into the air. It flew cutting through the air until it found its mark.
"Still think I wouldn't be able to defend myself?"
She suddenly spun around and blocked Duncan's slash that would have opened her throat. She then kneed him in his stomach and held her knife to his neck. All of this happened in two seconds.
"Yay, Duncan, can we keep her, please, please, pleeeease." Joven said like he found a lost puppy.
"I have a name you know." The she elf said angrily.
"That you have which to tell us." Said Joven then he added jokingly "I'm guessing, Lexis, Lana, something with an L…."
"It's, Aren, stupid." At that Joven stuck his tongue out at her.
"You may join the ranks of the Gray Wardens. But we need to move now, we have already wasted enough time as it is."
"Kay then let's go."
Joven started to walk, only to fall down.
"Hey Wynne, can you hand me my staff, I think I might be hobbling to Ostagar!"