8: The Knight-Commander.
Knight-Commander Graham stood tall as he walked through, the nearly ruined, Kirkwalls Hightown. He had medium length jet black hair and a full black beard. His violet eyes were old and experienced and the scars on his face proved the experiences. Scars he has gotten from fighting Mages, scars that could be easily healed but he kept them there to serve a reminder that he would not forget this war.
He was followed by no more than forty Templars in two lines of twenty. Survivors within Kirkwall cowards from them and stayed within the shadows or anywhere out of their way. It was sad to see such a city be reduced to this. But it was better than other cities within the Free Marches and that was something these people whould be greatful. The war has moved on from here. These people can start life again. But their fear kept them from doing that. Life would never be the same for the people in Kirkwall.
Graham was tasked with the capturing or killing of Hawke and his party. The two have met in battle more than once and a few scars on his face came from the Champion of Kirkwall himself. Graham learned to respect the man and would never underestimate him. A skilled fighter and powerful Force Mage, he could topple the very foundations of any cities to the ground with one blast. His reputation was greatly earned and he was a worthy rival. Both shared the same smarts and would outsmart eachother every chance they could get.
But Graham knew that Hawke was no longer the same. He is growing weak and weary. Graham hoped that this would not be Hawkes downfall and hoped to kill Hawke in fair battle, but his orders ordered him to kill him no matter what. He can only hope for the fight he seeks. It has been a long time since a man interested Graham, the last one was killed by his very sword. A sword that has been with him since he was a Templar. A sword of high value to him. Enchanted by the Dalish themselves, the blade would turn to fire once gripped by its master. His blade also had scratches which the Knight-Commander would like to think were scars.
Standing outside of the Hawke Estate, Graham took a bite out of an apple he had in his hand. There are a lot of things he wondered about Hawke. To understand the man more, Graham has set out to visit every known place Hawke has been to. And he has learned a lot about who this man was. Some people would think that Graham was in love with the Force Mage. But Graham held love for none but his sword and Command, he just found the man interesting and would like to kill the man as an equal.
"Knight-Commander Graham!" A man screamed.
Graham could hear the armor clink,clink,clink with each hurried step. He turned towards the voice and found a Templar running up to him.
"Only one returns." Graham observed. "What news do you have?"
The young Templar told the Knight-Commander all that has happened. The Knight-Commander was deeply intrigued by the mention of Fenris and Anders.
"So he is in the Wounded Coast..." The Knight-Commander said, stroking his beard.
Graham went in his pocket and took out twenty gold pieces and handed them to the young Templar. "Treat yourself to a night in the Blooming Rose. Not many can survive an encounter with Hawkes companions and live to tell the tale these days. Get drunk and fuck like there is no tomorrow. In a few days you shall lead a group of Templars on an assult, and I do not expect you to survive."
Graham was honest. He knew this assult would not succeed. The men he send will die and that was his purpose. To add more deaths on the already weighted mind, to encourage him to come out of his depressing state and seek him and fight him. He knew this, the others did not. The young Templar stood straight, startled by his words but left at once to enjoy the last nights of his young life.
The sound of new guests, however was a bit troubling. Who were these people? These 'Aliens'? Were they friends of Hawkes? Are they just as dangerous? Questions after questions raided the Knight-Commanders mind. All the same, his only focus was Hawke and nothing will stop the fated battle between him and Graham.
The sound of thunder was heard in the skies. The Knight-Commander and his Templars looked up at the sky. Dark louds formed in the Dawn sky as thunder boomed again, though this was not the sound of normal thunder. It was something else. Something bigger. Something appeared in the sky, it was massive. Colossal. It was a ship, that was for sure. Graham wasn't sure how he knew but he did. The winds grew violent and his hair wiped his face, he had to tie it to keep it away from his face. He heard frightened screams of the civilians of Kirkwall as the ship lowered from the skies. It blocked out the sun and Graham silently chuckled to himself.
"This day just gets even more surprising."
With his good eye sight, he noticed words on the side of the ship. The words were under a strange symbol and the words read: Cerberus...
And this introduces the other villain, Knight-Commander Graham and The General will serve as this stories main villains. Both characters are original characters and as I have said before, if you wish to use them in your stories you may. Just credit me or give me a shout out x] I couldn't leave without a bonus chapter. I have given you three chapters this night which is five in total. I will take a small break before I write the next chapter. Or maybe I won't. Time will tell x] Reviews are greatly loved! Haha!
