Hello everyone. Wow, years have passed and I finally realized I left you all hanging. In the time that has gone by my life has become remarkably different. I am finally here to attempt to finish what I started. Be warned I am doing this without a beta and spell check. If my grammar and spelling seem a bit off, I apologize. And now, without further ado, I present the next chapter of Al, Kal and the other warden.

Kallian stared at Wynne's form as the older mage writhed on the floor in front of the fireplace of Redcliffe castle. Glancing over at Aeden, she saw his nervousness written clearly on his face, it probably mirrored her own. Reaching over the small elf grabbed the other wardens hand.

"Hey, this will work." She said with a grim smile. He nodded, and glanced at the mage on the bedroll. Aeden sighed, and looked back at Kallian.

"This better work, because if it doesn't we're going to be in trouble" he mused with a frown. Kallian glanced at the group gathered behind them and chuckled, looking at Morrigan, who seemed rather put out at not being chosen for this task. She nudged Aedens shoulder, and pointed at the apostate.

"We can try offering Morrigan as a slave, and see if that appeases the demon." She said with a small giggle. Aeden laughed lightly along with the elf, and they drew the attention of Teagan. He stared at the wardens, shaking his head.

"You two do seem to find humor in every situation," the lord said, gesturing to the grim scene around them. "May I ask what is so amusing?"
Kallian gestured behind them at Morrigan and Teagan looked taken aback, having not seen the scantily clad mage before. He raised his eyebrows and she giggled.

"We said if all else fails we can give her to the demon as a peace offering." Aeden explained, as Kallian was still giggling, thus unable to talk. Teagan smiled at them, and shook his head. A gasp from the corner of the room made them all look up and they all turned to stare at Wynne, who seemed to be coming out of the trance that she had been in. The older mage opened her eyes, and said the words they had all been waiting to hear for the last hour and a half.

"The demon is defeated, the child will once more be himself."

Kallian was seeing the mages off as they went back across the lake, and trying to avoid that stupid blonde mage. What had been his name? She shook her head, and helped one of the older mages climb into the boat, it wasn't like she would ever have to put up with that idiot mage ever again. She shoved the last boat out, and turned to head back to the castle. She smiled, and thought about what they managed to accomplish here in Redcliffe, yeah sure, there was still a lot to do, but they would work it out. As she passed through the gate into the courtyard Ser Perth ran over to the small elf.

"Kallian, I was sent to fetch you! Bann Teagan has requested your presence upstairs, in Arl Eamon's room." Kallian just nodded, to tired for a lot of conversation. She dashed up the stairs, and walked into the room where she knew Arl Eamon slept. As she walked in Teagan smiled at her, and Isolde gave her a withering glare. She nodded to Aeden and Alistair, who were also in the room, and waited for Teagan to speak. The Bann sighed, and rubbed his face.

"So, it is over. Connor is his old self, and does not seem to remember anything, which is a blessing. I suppose we will need to send him to the Circle of Magi's tower for training, once the war is over. It's so odd to think of the boy as a mage, of all things." Teagan sighed and looked over at his brother. "Eamon has much to mourn and rebuild, should he recover. But at least he can be thankful that both his son and wife are safe." He looked pointedly at Isolde, who got the message quickly. The Orlesian woman looked put out, but spoke up none the less, speaking only to Aeden and Alistair.

"I owe you my deepest thanks. I had nearly... I scarcely believe Connor is the boy he once was." Kallian started to ignore the conversation and look around the room as the discussion of the stupid little mage they found in the prison cells came about. She really didn't care if they were glad she killed him or not. She thought that after everything he had brought upon them he deserved to die. She vaguely heard Isolde shout something about some urn, but was brought back into the conversation when the word Denerim entered the conversation. Her head snapped up and she stared, wide eyed, at Teagan.

"What about Denerim?" she asked, her voice faint. Teagan frowned and noticed how pale the small elf had gotten. Naturally Isolde didn't notice a thing, and kept going.

"I was saying, that brother Genitivi lives in Denerim and if you are to find the urn, start with him," the insufferable woman said. It got painfully quiet in the room, and Kallian turned to the other wardens with wide eyes.

"I... I suppose while the two of you go there, Zevran, Sten and I can go to the forest and look for the Dalish." The poor elf said softly. Alistair nodded, and Aeden rested a hand on Kallians shoulder, but Isolde just kept going.

"No! You must all try to find the urn, it is the only way Eamon may awaken! You must go to Denerim!" Teagan tried to hush the woman but she spoke before he could. Kallian face the Guerrins, tears threatening to spill.

"No, I will not go to Denerim. I will never step foot in that city, or I will come out of it a head shorter, and I really don't think I need help with the whole short thing. So I will lead a group to the forest, and be a Grey Warden, and these two will take the others and try to save your husband. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to alert my people that we move out at dawn." The small elf stomped out of the room, leaving behind the bewildered nobles, and the two male wardens. With a sigh, Alistair excused himself to go and do Maker knows what while Aeden explained. The poor warden sighed, and ran a hand through his hair.

"Isolde one day you should try to learn some tact." Aeden said, his voice hard. Teagan frowned and gestured after Kallian.

"May I ask what that was about? She is normally so collected." The Bann asked quietly, concern in his eyes. Aeden saw that Teagan was genuine in his concern, and sighed once more.

"It is not truely my tale to tell, but I will tell you this. Kallian has been banned from ever entering Denerim again on pain of death."

Kallian stomped through the halls, looking for a certain Antivan. When she found the crow, she realized he was in the larder. She grinned when she walked in, realizing that he was raiding the palaces wine stores as well as their cheese. Zevran smiled as she entered his sanctuary and nodded.

"You know, my dear, these nobles have a very fine taste in wine. Very expensive. They will miss it dearly I'm sure." He said to Kallian. She grinned and walked up to him, taking his glass and downing it in one large gulp. He looked affronted and started to protest at the treatment of something so fine and she cut him off.

"Trust me, after the meeting I just had I need it." Zevran stared at her and grinned wickely.

"Well my dear, I suppose the party has just begun!"

That is all I have in me at the moment, though I shall try to write more. I know, it wasn't very humorous, but its a pretty depressing time in the game. hopefully the next chapter will be better - Alasse