May the Rain come.

A/N: Valania Mahariel woke up one morning and knew today was going to change the rest of her life. She just didn't know how. This is her journey from my point of view. Rated M for language and sex. Mahariel/Alistair, slight Mahariel/Tamlen and Mahariel/Zevran

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Age or any of the characters.

Chapter 9: Even Crows are Beautiful

Valania stopped on the path and held up her hand. "Do you hear that?"

Alistair shook his head. "I can't hear anything."

"Someone's coming this way." Valania said as she pulled her bow out and pulled an arrow back aiming it at the small cluster of trees in front of her. She held her breath to steady the arrow before a woman burst through the trees. She cursed as she lowered her weapon, but then she noticed that the woman was panting and looking more than frightened.

"Help us! Please, monsters attacked our caravan! Please, they're killing everyone!" She cried.

"Show us the way." Valania said as she and her small group of people fallowed the woman to a small clearing. Valania slowed her run to a jog as they saw the woman walking to a well-armored elf and pulled her companions to a stop. The elf smirked at her and motioned with his hand. The cracking of an old tree made Valania's head snap up and she dove out of the way when a tree came crashing down blocking off their exit.

"The Grey Wardens die here!" The elf yelled and unsheathed his weapons.

"Damnit!" Valania screamed as she began to let out a rain of arrows. When the battle was over Valania walked over to the elf that had issued the attack and rolled him over onto his back with her foot. He had a long gash across the side of his head, and was out cold from a direct hit with Alistair's shield. "Leliana, rope."

"What are you doing? He just tried to kill us!" Alistair said.

"I want to know who sent him after us." She said accepting the rope from Leliana and sitting him up. The redhead knelt down and helped prop him up while Valania tied his hands behind him. She moved to kneel in front of him and slapped his face to jar him awake.

The elf groaned as he slowly woke up and Valania was struck by his dark gold eyes and had to swallow hard, then she heard his voice. "Ugh…I'd rather hope I'd wake up dead or not wake up at all." His voice was heavily laced with an Antivan accent and it sent foreign trills through her. He gazed directly into her eyes and put on his most charming smile. "Although, waking up to you is a much more pleasant sight than most."

"Quite, who are you and why have you come to kill us?"

"Oh, you are quite forceful, I like that. My name is Zevran Arainai; I was hired to kill the last of the Grey Wardens. I am part of the Antivan Crows."

"Antivan Crows?"

"Oh, do not tell me you have not heard of us, my pride is wounded." Zevran laughed. "Ah well, I guess my talents have not proceeded me here in Ferelden."

Valania rolled her eyes, "who hired you?"

Zevran rolled his eyes, "some boring man by the name of Loghain. He was a brutish fellow, always hollering one way or another to anyone who would listen about how the Grey Wardens are traitors and who they must all die." He shifted his shoulders uncomfortably, "now then if you will untie me I have a proposition for you."

"How bout you tell me what you have to say and then I will decide if I want to untie you or not." Valania challenged.

"Mmm…as much as I have no complaints about being held hostage by a deadly sex goddess, my shoulders are getting quite sore." He sighed and looked at her again, "fine, let me go and if you spare my life I will fallow you to wherever you want from me."

"Why?" Valania asked, suspicious of him, "moments ago you were just trying to kill me what makes you think I could trust you at my back."

"Because since I failed more Crows will come after you, I can warn you of their attacks and also warm your bed if you wish."

Valania smiled, a twinkle in her eye as his jokes reminded her of Tamlen, "very well Zevran, you can come with us."

"It is better to have a Crow at your side than at your back." Leliana said with a chuckle.

"As long as I am in the company of such lovely women I think I will be alright with that."

"Or maybe not."

Valania laughed as she pulled a dagger out and cut the ropes binding Zevran. She stood and hauled the elf to his feet and smiled, "Welcome to the team Zevran."

Zevran smirked as he took her hand and kissed it. "It will be fun working along side a beautiful woman such as yourself."

Valania blushed and cleared her throat. "Yes, well we have werewolves to hunt. Let's go shall we?" She said as she bounded forward, Turin at her side. The other three fallowed behind her, readying themselves for the fight that was yet to come. Alistair watched Zevran out of the corner of his eye, not enjoying the idea of another man on the team who would give him trouble in winning Valania's heart.

A/N: And the jealousy begins! Just a filler! Next chapter will be longer and will contain a little more depth to it. Hope you enjoyed!