Immortal

by Gloria Byrd

Born of heroes of the 5th Blight, Briala Sabrae is sent into a spiral of adventures with modern legends of Thedas. She awakens with what should be a mortal wound, no memories, and no past. Alternate origins collide, heroes of all three games meet, and Solas sets his plan into motion. Read the fanfic that inspired an original published series!

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to Dragon Age.

A/N: This is what started my writing career by showing me how much I LOVE writing! Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you for any time you spend reading this. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Dragon Age. Follows, favorites, and reviews are appreciated! Have fun!

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Part I

1

Rebirth

A girl awoke with an arrow protruding from her chest where her heart should be. She sat up and ripped out the arrow. The absence of pain only slightly bothered her. A survey of her surroundings did little to ease her curiosity. Dead elves surrounded her. Nearby tents blazed with fire. Halla carcasses littered the grove. The scent of burning flesh penetrated her senses to a point at which she gagged. She pushed herself to her feet and studied the scene. The fletching of the arrows was red, and the tips pulsed with a bizarre red glow. She grabbed the arrow previously shot into her chest and laid it in a satchel from a small supply cache. Swinging the satchel over her shoulders, she looked back at the deceased elves scattered about the clearing. She did not recognize them. She did not know where she was. She did not know who she was.

She studied a necklace that hung around her neck. Ironbark, it was. In it were carved elven runes she somehow knew to read "Alyne."

"Alyne," she whispered to herself as she traced the elegant script. Her first words, it could be said. As that was her best guess as to who she was, she decided she was Alyne, whoever that might be.

Birds chirped in a harmonious symphony in the tree branches above her. She scowled at their dishonor. There was too much death below them for such lilting chirps. Alyne exhaled and squeezed her eyes shut, wishing she could do the same with her mind. She took several steadying, deep breaths before venturing into the forest.

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A/N: Ah, humble beginnings. Who is Alyne? What happened to that poor Dalish camp? (This is the Dalish camp you find in the Exalted Plains in Dragon Age Inquisition.) Be prepared for some MAJOR discoveries in the coming chapters, along with meeting a couple important (and lovable!) characters.

By the way, I have updated this story so that each chapter has its own . . . chapter (?) rather than having ten chapters or so grouped into one section. Also, some of the story itself has changed. Keep reading! :D