"Let the ritual begin," Denarius said. The dwarf unboxed something that glowed brightly in the dark room. It was red and Hawke felt sick looking at it. "Primeval Lyrium young lady. You will be a very great pet indeed."
Chapter 4: Forgotten Family
A year later…
Bethany paid off her debt to Athenril, found a way to escape the Templars IF she got 50 sovereigns and invested in the expedition to the Deep Roads. She met a dwarf named Varric who decided to help her out. They helped Aveline with a job concerning the Kirkwall guard and, as a result, Aveline became guard captain. They had recruited an ex Grey Warden, Anders, and got maps to the Deep Roads. After the whole mage fiasco, they went to the Hanged Man to relax and walked in on a fight. The group helped Isabella win an unfair duel and gained her as another companion.
During that time span, Leandra had gotten used to the fact that Hawke is dead, not even taking into consideration if she might still be alive. Bethany was disappointed in her mother.
"If Hawke was alive she would've found us by now," is what Leandra stated in her sadness. Bethany took a few letters off the desk and left to the Viscount's Keep. It was dark out and dangerous to the young mage girl but she made it without confrontation. She knew Aveline was would still be up doing paperwork so she went into her office.
"Aveline, do you mind if I occupy your office with you?" Bethany asked.
"As long as you're quiet." Bethany nodded and sat on the floor in a corner. She opened a letter from Athenril and read it to herself.
"Aveline, do you want to help me with something?"
"A job?"
"From Athenril in the Alienage."
"Okay. Let's get Isabella and Anders." Bethany nodded and left with the guard captain to collect their friends.
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The four of them fought of several slavers after they left the house. The object Anso wanted wasn't where he said it would be. They were about to leave the Alienage but the slaver captain stopped them.
"I don't know who you are friend but you're not going anywhere," the slaver captain said. "Lieutenant, I want everyone in the clearing now!" His lieutenant stumbled towards him as he bled out.
"Captain…" the lieutenant said before he collapsed and died in his blood. A white-haired elf with glowing blue markings stepped over the fallen slaver followed by a female with similar red markings and armor.
"Your trap has failed any your men are dead," the elf said. "I suggest running back to your master while you still can." The slaver put a hand on the elf's shoulder.
"You're going nowhere slave." A glowing red arm stuck itself in the man's chest before ripping his heart out.
"We're slaves no longer," the female said.
Bethany and Aveline's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Hawke!" they said in surprised unison.
"And I thought my attire was inappropriate," Isabella muttered, looking Hawke up and down. Anders had blushed at the exposure of skin and sexy armor while Bethany and Aveline's jaw dropped.
"Hawke, I know it's called a breastplate but seriously? And where's the rest of your armor?" Hawke ignored the question in favor of going through the dead slaver's bag. She found a note and read it before ripping it into pieces and watching it blow away with the wind.
"It's as I thought…" Fenris muttered. The group was looking at them like they were foreign. Bethany and Aveline were still looking at Hawke for answers but she never looked them in the eye. "I know you have questions but we require your help. If you would come to Hightown, you will surely be rewarded." Fenris and Hawke turned to leave but were stopped by Bethany.
"What's your name elf?"
"I'm Fenris and this is Rymei." They left, leaving half the group shocked.
"Bethany, do you know her?" Anders asked the girl in near tears.
"That was my sister, the one who was kidnapped. But she's so different. Those red markings…she never had them."
Anders wondered about them to. He could feel the air being pushed from his lungs and the contents of his stomach wanting to be released when they approached them. "Her markings…they're made of Primeval Lyrium. It's more potent than normal lyrium and deadlier. It was etched, no, burned into her skin. The elf is just the same but his are older, the lyrium is the pure form of what we drink to replenish mana." Bethany gasped.
"How is she even alive after that?"
"I don't know but I don't want to."
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Fenris and Rymei stood outside Denarius' Hightown mansion and waited for the group they just met to be arrive, they just knew they would soon enough.