Chapter 10 – Killing the Carta

(from the diary of Aymir Amell)

Forged papers in hand, we visited Lady Dace. Too late, father went to Deep Roads. Deep Roads, then.

Darkspawn. Two legged thingy...awww, it is cute... come here you thingy... wait, scratch that, shoo, shoo!

Found Lord Dace, delivered the paper to the other noble at the Tapster's. The smelly, loud dwarf, who we caught arguing in the noble quarters was here. "He's Oghren" said Voice "he'll be accompanying you later" and the dwarf just collapsed with a loud thump. That's my hero!

By the way, who else will I be babysitting?
"Zevran." She can't possible mean THE Zevran, who made it rather clear on the Wounded Coast how nimble fingerd he was and I told him off that; it's not gonna happen in that lifetime?
"Shale." Golem? Ooo, nice!
"Wynne." Ah, the old lady I've met in Ostagar?
"Loghain, but that depends on many things." Hmmm, don't know... He seemed like a tank,; I'll decide when we get there in the story.

So, Bhelen, where have you tucked my army? No army? Not yet? What do you need me to do? Deliver the head of the Knight-Commander on a pike? Naw, nothing like that. Oh, JUST kill the leader of the Carta? Great! Anything else?

I swear these new quests are just trying my limits to see where is the point, where I'll jump and be on the neck of the quest giver.

So, Dust Town! I found a guy, who could help... Carta? No. Leliana was telling me how cute the nugs are; I asked the guy to catch one for her. How will I keep Fenris away from the nug is another thing.

Chatted a little with Leliana, how she became a Chantry sister, then with Alistair. He's kinda cute, but I have to make it clear to him that, in this team, I'm the only one who's supposed to come up with the witty things.

Alrighty, found the Carta base, let the blood letting begin! That was, not counting the two reloadings, cursing, swearing, and other things ,rather quick.

Back to Bhelen! Army? Not yet! You need a paragon.

Well, Prince, you are lucky! I'm the Paragon of good heart. Or idiocy. Take your pick. But I also know that the Paragon of Manliness resides in Kirkwall. You need a third one? Thaig...Anvil...Deep Roads... Off we go.

The aforementioned smelly dwarf stopped me, asking if I know where he can find the Grey Wardens. The male Grey Warden is stout and muscular, fair of face, but with a strong jaw, surrounded by a great glowing nimbus.

The female one is more slight, her eyes shine with the light of purity and her large but chaste bosom heave magnificently.

Excuse me, I'll just go over there and cry a little bit... Oh, yes, by the way, I'm the Grey Warden.

Welcome aboard, Oghren! Now let us be off and find this Branka.