Dragons and Thrones: A Reborn Terror

Chapter 36 of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Loghain

Loghain sighed as she stood by the prow of the ship; all his senses alert as usual. Right now however, apart from that one attack, the voyage had been uneventful. In a way it made him even more wary, as if things were building up to an even greater problem. He glanced back at where Blackwall and Cole were standing; next to the mast, the base of which Anders sat, still chained and still sullen.

'There's something still not right about that man Blackwall; at least now I know what made me uneasy about Cole, a spirit of Compassion, stuck in the living world. That body, is it one he possessed or…?'

He shook his head, knowing he'd just get a headache if he tried to work it out. Instead he took notice of the various shouts and yells from the crew, they were more cheerful than the last time they had started shouting, sure enough he saw it. They were approaching land, presumably Essos. A large and surprisingly colourful looking city was in sight as they got closer, they were heading straight too it. Loghain considered what he had heard from the crew about their destination.

He pondered carefully. 'So, this is…what was it again, Qarth, maybe I'll find help there.'

He prepared himself for whatever might be lying in wait for him as they made their way in to dock.

As they disembarked, Loghain, despite his misgivings, decided to stay with Blackwall, Cole and Anders. They were already heading to see the people in charge of the city.

"I hope you know what you are doing." He remarked to Blackwall. "You better know something about this place, otherwise things might get…ugly when you try to make your plan known."

Blackwall sighed. "I am well aware of that; we're going to visit the Thirteen, the rulers of this city. We have received guests from here before in Thedas; I spoke to them and gathered what information I could."

Loghain nodded. "Hmmm, better hope it was enough."

"Cold, dark, fear…choking fear, it comes, the darkness comes." Cole muttered; again displaying his strange mannerisms.

Anders shook his head before speaking. "I don't like this; something feels off about this city. Everyone is so…tense, fearful."

Loghain noted this was true, while many of the citizens observed them with interest; some did not, all of them however had the same look of abject fear and tense anticipation, as if waiting for something bad to happen.

"I feel the same…" He muttered.

As they walked, he spotted something that worried him. There were signs of a recent battle here, as well obvious burial mounds, corpses. The city had been attacked; but such devastation was clearly beyond humans. It made Loghain's blood run cold, seeing this carnage.

'Can it be, no, surely not, not here…?' He thought fearfully.

Nevertheless, he had to focus on the present and as such he continued to follow the others as they went to meet the Thirteen.

Loghain had to admit, he was surprised at how quickly the Thirteen had agreed to see them. He considered that the fact they were clearly from Thedas, new lands to the people here, added to the curiosity of the people here. Nevertheless, many of the Thirteen disgusted him, none more so than Pyat Pree. The man was one of the Warlocks of Qarth, men who supposedly had magic.

'I don't know if I should laugh or not; magic, mere smoke and mirrors.' He noted ruefully. 'Why, with a mere wave of his hand, Anders here could do far more magic than that charlatan.'

One of the Thirteen then spoke, his voice oily. "We are pleased to welcome people from Thedas, I only wish it were under better circumstances, but nevertheless, this could be a chance for us to get to know each other better."

Loghain shook his head. "Yes, we are all pressed for time, but nonetheless, we could do to learn more about this land."

Sensing Loghain's brusque nature and clear impatience, those gathered silently agreed and, Ander's fate put aside for the moment, they began to talk, sharing the histories of their land and various stories. As they talked, the doors suddenly opened; they all turned to witness the new arrival.

Loghain frowned, uncertain what to make of this newcomer; she was clearly young, twenty or so, with long silvery hair, purple eyes and fair skin, tanned by long exposure to the sun. She was clad in a rather elegant looking blue dress and was flanked by two large muscular warriors, clad in simple leather clothing and wielding curved swords. Also by her side was a young woman, apparently of the same group of people as the warriors.

The appearance of this woman in the room seemed to unsettle the Thirteen. The one who spoke before stood.

"Ah, we did not expect you to grace us with your presence here." He remarked.

The woman raised an eyebrow. "You have done little to help me, despite everything. My people are fighting and dying for you, yet you will not help me reclaim my family's throne? Why shouldn't I come, seeking answers?"

Blackwall seemed startled by this exchange and spoke up. "Excuse me, but could someone explain what is going on?"

It was then the woman noted the presence of the Thedosians; she seemed equally surprised as they were.

"Ah of course, my apologies." The member of the Thirteen replied at once. "Gentlemen, this is Daenerys Targaryen; of the proud and ancient Targaryen House of Westeros. Once Kings and Queens of the land before they were defeated in an uprising and destroyed; only Daenerys here survives now."

Daenerys then spoke. "I am capable of speaking for myself, but yes, that is correct, in essentials. I seek to reclaim my family's legacy and restore our honour; despite my current circumstances, I came here with my new people, the Dothraki who served my late husband, seeking aid. We have even fought on their behalf to protect them of those monsters that have started attacking us, yet have received nothing."

There was more discomfort; but something Daenerys said struck Loghain, it looked like his fear was true.

Finally he decided to ask.

"What are these monsters you spoke of?" He asked.

The Thirteen and Daenerys all explained, apparently forgetting, for the moment, the matter of Daenerys' anger at the Thirteen.

Loghain and Anders at once replied, identifying the monsters right away. "Darkspawn."

The Darkspawn, the sworn enemy of the Grey Wardens, the Blight spreading soulless beasts, they were the ones attacking Qarth. One of the Thirteen seemed to brighten however upon hearing that. Loghain recalled that his name was Xaro Xohan Daxos.

"Wait a moment; you Loghain and this man Blackwall, even your prisoner Anders. You are all Grey Wardens, sworn to fight these Darkspawn and are said to even be the best at it." He queried. "Please, I must ask, on behalf of the Thirteen, save our city, save Qarth, help Daenerys Targaryen and her warriors. Do this for us, and I pledge now, to offer whatever aid I can to all of you."

The other members of the Thirteen looked uneasy, but then began to murmur their approval of his plans.

Daenerys turned to them. "What do you say, will you aid me?"

Loghain felt reluctant, still suspicious about Blackwall. But in the end he sighed, he couldn't leave these people to be slaughtered by Darkspawn.

"Very well, I will help."

"And I." Blackwall replied at once.

Cole nodded eagerly. "I'll help too."

Loghain turned to Anders and spoke. "We will remove your chains, on the condition that you must help us, if you try to escape, or do not help, I swear I will personally hunt you down."

Anders sighed but agreed and so they left to prepare for battle.

Loghain remained wary as he began to prepare for the upcoming battle. Blackwall, Cole and Anders were nearby, they were also preparing. Readying their weapons, Anders finally being given his staff back. As they prepared Loghain observed the others nearby, Daenerys stood talking with several warriors, similar to the ones who had flanked her to the meeting with the Thirteen, along with them were the various mercenaries hired by Qarth.

It was then Loghain sensed it, Anders stiffened too, indicated he felt it too. They both nodded to each other and Loghain turned; both and Anders, being Grey Wardens could feel the presence of their deadly enemies.

"This is it, the Darkspawn are coming." He remarked; before calling out. "PREPARE FOR BATTLE!"

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