The revenant dropped her naked body to it's heavy armor boots, it's massive double bladed sword planted in the earth just to it's right.

It regarded her bowed form for just a moment , then reached for the bejeweled, golden dragon head adorned hilt.

Lilith thought quickly: she couldn't turn into a dragon, Sera would be killed, as well as Bohlen - if the Ferelden was in fact not dead already. She had no idea if she could escape; and was uncertain her new 'gifts' would work on this thing. She took a gamble.

The revenant wrapped his powerful hand around the hilt, gripped it, then stopped.

Lilith had done what none before had. Instead of trying to run, she had reached up, under it's great black armor helm, and lightly caressed it's withered lips with her fingers.

The demon possessed corpse dropped it's powerful hands to it's sides as the beauty removed the helmet, and gazed at the burning red eyes of the blackened flesh of the resurected warrior.

She kissed it's thin, withered lips.

"Touch me," she whispered softly.

It removed it's gauntlents.

She smiled playfully.

It touched her hips, the closest thing to it.

She guilded the clawlike hand to her right breast.

It's eyes burned a deep purple, It raised the other hand to her other breast.

She moved her left foot to touch Sera's naked right wrist as she opened her lips to the creature's open mouth; she ignored the stench and taste of it's putrid breath, and kissed it - deeply.

The two kissed for several seconds, the revenant's hands becoming more gentle on her breasts, moving to her waist, her hips, buttocks... arousing her.

Sera coughed as she was suddenly revived. She shook her head as a feeling of invigorating power surged through her body, healing all her wounds sustained in her breif battle with the great creature now kissing her newest lover. She gazed in disbelief for a fraction of a moment, then understood, "Honey tongue," she gasped in fear, reaching for her bow.

Lilith raised her right hand and pointed to the fallen Bohlen, then to her own ankle

Sera grabbed Bohlen's right forearm, "Never say I never gave you anything 'stabby'," she sighed, pulled the warriors hand to Lilith's left ankle, and placed it around it.

Lilith kissed the revenant deeper the moment she felt the Ferelden grip her ankle.

Bohlen's body began to twitch to life; the puddle of bloood ceased expanding, and the warrior gaped at their lover and the revenant through bleary eyes that slowly regained focus.

"Lil," he gasped, reached for his sword

Sera stopped him. "She's doing IT... the thing she was doing with the... whatever they were. She's drai..."

Bohlen put his hand over her mouth, "He might hear you. I don't have the arm to beat him, and we'll hurt her I'm afraid if we do attack him. She looks in control... for now."

Sera nodded, and the two sat quietly watching their friend locked in the revenants strangely gentle embrace.

After several minutes, the revenant slumped slightly, and Lilith moved her lips away. She turned to her lovers, and flawless skin almost glowed from the lfeforce filling her.

"Lil...," Bohlen sighed in wonder, "are you ok?"

"I have an idea," the mage whispered as her beautiful body trembled trying to contain the energy. She opened her mouth, turned to the creature, placed it's slack hand to her right breast, and within seconds was locking her mouth over it's and forcing the energy back into it's body.

"Bad idea," Sera said nervously.

Bohlen nodded, "Let's get behind him. I doubt he'll hurt her... but he looks like the jealous sort."

The two scurried behind the revenant and waited.

Lilith finaly broke the kiss, and released the creatures hand.

The revenant gave the warm, ample mound a gentle kneading as it opened it's eyes and stared at the beauty.

Lilith smiled as she gazed into the warm blue flames that stared back into her own. "It's ok... It worked. It... 'she'... She's a desire demon. Well, MY desire demon, well... my revenant."

The revenant turned to face the two hidden behind a pillar.

"She's still bigger than me... and uglier... almost," Bohlen joked.

"She can't leave the corpse," Lilith sighed sadly." But she now is more intue with MY ambitions, wants and desires. I now have a very big bodyguard who never needs sleep, food, water. All she needs is direction... from me."

"And win arm-wrestling matches," Sera added with a nervous laugh.

Lilith smiled, and placed the helm back on it's head. "Ok beautiful," she whispered, "let's go ask the good Darius Sanguinus what it was he wanted you to do exactly. You two follow... out of sight."

...

The Magister Darius Sanguinus sat on his couch, his health had returned to him... how, he had no idea.

It had been after she left. His sores were vanishing even as she was gathering the poltices from the other room. His breathing became less labored once she left for the Inquisition camp. He was now feeling well enough to sing, and his loins were returning to past vigour. He felt truly alive. Was it her? He couldn't wait to tell her everything, what a boon to her talents this would be. She may even consider...

The door swung open. He looked up, grinning. Not for long.

She was thinner than he remembered.

"Darius," the redhead sighed triumphantly as she sauntered through the door, followed by his 'men', who advanced on him.

"STOP!,"He cried.

They ignored him as they began ripping open his clothing.

He lifted his hands, spoke words, all but burst his veins concentrating.. no magic.

The woman strode forward.

"What did you do to me Saris?"

The redhead smiled as she placed a finger on his trembling lips, "SHE did it... lover; your pretty little plaything is the Concubine. Just like I said. We found her, and you were healed by her touch. I'm afraid the heat of her pleasure pulled your Mana from you... drained it completely."

He looked suddenly despondant.

"She must have had a desire to see you well - thoughtful of her - her essence changed your mana stores into healing . The healthier you became... well, you get it. Too bad she left you alone. I'd be powerless to do anything to her but feed her with my life and die in blissful ignorance. I sent the revenant you wanted to kill me after her. I don't think her powers work on demonic possessed living dead - THAT part of the parchment was missing... too bad."

"You are insane Saris. You have no reason. You and the rest of your 'Blood Magisterium' are all going to die - horribly. You have no idea what you unleashed, or what you will. How like that crazed maniac with his little ball of tricks, and his pack of frothing bitches and mutts you all are! Only YOU think to use the essence of conscious beings... IMPOSSIBLY powerful people. You are dangerously deluded! They have had milleniums to contemplate their fates, and those who imprissoned them. They are not lakes of power to be emptied, they are the most dangerous ever born.

"Darius, You have no faith."

"And you have no sense Saris! He bestowed the gift of immortality on this girl with only his long dead seed. Now he is whole. Stop lying to yourself. We need to warn people. We need to learn humil..." a hard punch across the face silenced him momentarily.

"You sound like Pavus. That 'noble idealist' parasite clinging to the 'Herald of Andraste's' skirts. He at least made the right friends. YOU on the other hand...," she smiled at the corpses holding his arms, "well, I wouldn't want her to kill me till I can complete my collection of these 'Legends', and she can't kill what she can't find."

"Saris...," Sanguinus pleaded, "You can't let them out. You're not in your right mind. You can still be helped. You can stop this madness. This is not going to end in any other way but blood and fire. THEY DON'T SHARE POWER! SARIS!"

"Neither do I," she said softly, "Good bye Darius. You were... well, you were you." She turned to the undead, "Gut the nug."