-"And I told you before. I've walked old roads, and learned old magic." All she wants is to come home, but what is home to the Hero of Ferelden? And what trouble is traveling in her wake? PC/Alistair, PC/Zevran, Human Mage origin. Part 1 of "Old Roads".

First Enchanter Orsino muses on the struggles of the Circle... and what lengths he must use to protect it. Spoilers for game content.

The world as it might have been, through the eyes of Alistair's daughter.

Despite being ruggedly handsome, Alistair sometimes has a problem with following through with the ladies. Installments vary from humor to angst and a little bit of everything in between.

Most assume that when Alistair and a non-noble PC break up at the Landsmeet, Alistair moves on. But what if that's not the case? Sometimes, you need a friend to help guide you in the right direction--even if that means having your ex plan your wedding.

The Archdemon defeated, the Blight ended, a dysfunctional family drifts apart, and in breaking finds many of them were closer than they realized. A series of shorts dealing with the immediate aftermath of the Blight and the breaking of the party.

The first time he sees her, he is struck by how tall she is. He somehow expected a mage to be much shorter. Ficathon entry. Teagan/f!mage.

Five times Zevran and Bell Tabris try -and occasionally fail- to connect.

She thought "The Rose of Orlais" would be about horticulture. It wasn't. Alistair/Amell, for the Swooping is Bad weekly challenge on LJ.

She was Andruil, Goddess of the Hunt, and Zevran pledged himself to her completely, body and soul.

Kallian and Leliana are surprised by the extent of Zevran's knowledge and experience in the ways of love.

It is their last night before the final battle and Alistair is still coming into terms with the decision made at the Landsmeet. Amell/Alistair

Once you left the tower and promised you would not return. Now here you are. Companion piece to Linger

You would learn from him how to mask what you felt, and to keep on smiling. But one close brush with death, and you crumble. Companion piece to Tremble.

Stuck in camp for a few days, the party tries its hand at a game of Hideouts & Mobsters.

Ancient, tragic heroic poetry is not something you really want to model your life on, but Cordelia Amell hasn't got much of a choice. Amell/Alistair.

Drabble: Zevran's thoughts on a most intimate game. THANK YOU ODIE! DISCLAIMER: Nope, I own nada.

He has seen the cold equations in her eyes, and this time she has come out the cipher.

A reckless choice of words has Cahllie Tabris questioning just where she stands regarding her Antivan Crow. But the intentions of a trained assasin are not easily deciphered...

Zevran plays the slow draw, and finds something unexpected in the cards. // Zevran/Tabris fluff, for Callalili.

Post-Orzammar; Alistair comforts the Warden. // DARK liek woah. You have been advised.

Alistair and Amell meet one last time in Orzammar.

The distance between Templars and mages is not so great as it might seem. Cullen/Female PC drabble.