Chapter 29 - I need to get out of here - Fenris

(from the diary of Aymir Hawke)

Did I mention we've ran into some acquaintance of Fenris' while on our way to help Aveline?

Ah, yes, I did. It ended up in bloodshed, some head banging, neck snapping. From this point on, all Squishy was talking about is that he's hoping that I'll take him to Hadriana soon. Why? Why do you need me? You know where that blasted cave is go in and talk to her. But sure, I'll go with you. Got to the cave, made camp there, because Voice decided to give Fenris some new threads. Waited there at least two hours... Gotta say though, was totally worth it! ^_^

Slavers, corpses, other slavers and we found this elf girl. She can cook, clean, so I've told her to seek my mansion in Kirkwall. She was quite happy. Of course Squishy was upset; me, using slaves. I've given her a job, you buttmunch! Geez, that he skilfully used the magic called "puppy eyes" only made things worse. The Chantry should put "puppy eyes magic" on par with blood magic. Both are dangerous!

Next room. More slavers, mages. Look, mage, you might be able to use this shield spell, but I have patience. There will come the time when you will have to lower that shield... Muhahaha!

At the farthest end of the cave we've found Hadriana. Was ready to kill us, but we ready were to kick her butt. Before she kicked the bucket, she came up with an idea; her life in return for some information about the sister of Fenris. We don't know if she's telling the truth, probably not, who knows? Fenris promised her to let her live, however after getting the info he just killed her. And NO, he did not want to talk about it.

Where is Anders? Why is he letting Vengeance out again? It has possessed my Squishy!

My Squishy said, "What has magic touched that it doesn't spoil?" HEY, no badmouthing ME or Voice! My weapons were created by magic, my clothes were created by magic, hell even my hair colour was created by magic! And I do not spoil!

And he just left...

Isabela and Varric were running around asking me if I was all right, need help, should they bring some wet towel onto my forehead? Why? Did I hit it? It certainly would explain what Fenris is doing. They made me sit down anyways and only then did Isabela tell me that we've come here without Anders... Oh...Maker, what possessed me to go into fight against Tevinter mages and slavers with three rogues and a fighter?

Allright, no sense in moping! To the Hanged Man! Let's have a few drinks and let me check the other candidate. He's been telling me that he wants to talk with me in private, at his clinic.