Amell completes the most difficult task that she could ever have imagined. Songfic to "My Skin," by Natalie Merchant.

Leliana's last night in Orlais.

How undeniably heartbreaking to set aside everything you ever believed in for vengeance; for a love that could never be . . . .

A ficlet that popped into my head. The Qunari finds the changing terrain unsettling as they travel north to Orzammar.

It's about trust. That is the point and problem between the two of us, is it not? / After being locked in a room together, our Templar and our Assassin discover that perhaps they trust one another a bit more than they originally thought.

He had watched her again; he had seen the sway of her hips, and he had tightened, swelling to think of her in anything less than the perfectly modest robes that all apprentices wore.

It didn't matter if he had Leliana's red hair and his father green eyes or he couldn't talk and mostly tried to grab her hair. In the child's room, she found peace." Wynne and CouslandxLeliana. Ending sacrifice and character suicide.

PC/Noble/Rogue/Eisa is having trouble with her armor and needs assistance in getting it off.

Something in the world changes, beneath that steel-colored sky, in the fire that destroys and consumes. A secret history of Andraste.

A small letter found in Irving's office addressed to the dwarf Dagna. It appears as though she were questioning the Circle's bathing rituals and disposal of waste.

From Sten's point of view, we learn the meaning of respect among friends and comrades.

The Grey Warden's party does a secret santa at the eve of their march to the Landsmeet, celebrating the Christmas spirit with Antivian traditions!

Sonja Amell has returned to the place she called home for so long to find her brethren dead or twisted into abominations, with the Templars ready to purge the entire Tower but she isn't about to give up as easily as them.

Rated T for content. “Souver'inan isala hamin. Sleep, lethallin.” Lerein heeded her word, and let his eyelids fall. His eyes hurt, his head hurt, his body hurt, and he just wanted to sleep. Male!PC/Tamlen, Male!PC/Zevran, Male!PC/Alistair.

Events from the end of the game that needed some expanding. Conversations between a city elf and Alistair. My first attempt at fanfic, so please R/R. If this goes well, I'll try my hand at a more original story.

It was time for Elissa to let him go. Alistair/Cousland one shot. Warning: Character death.

In between battling darkspawn and assembling an army to fight the archdemon, the Grey Wardens and their companions enjoy some relaxed moments around the campfire. These are some of their stories.

Pc:F/Human/Nobel/Eisa has fallen in love with the only other Grey Warden in Ferelden, Alistair. But how will they survive their hardships?

F!Aeducan/Gorim drabble reflecting on their relationship after exile.

Leliana's tired of Tabris believing she has to fight all her battles alone.

A short one-short connecting Morrigan to the celtic mythology that is her namesake. Morrigan/FemWarden friendship.

Ianthia Cousland has lost everything in one night and while she does her best to swallow her pain to fuel her desire for revenge, one person sees it and remembers his own pain faced with a similar situation.

Sometimes the worst choices in life lead to the best outcomes, and trust can be found in the least likely of places. Who will be there for her when she falls? Alistair/Fem!Tabris/Zevran

Alistair contemplates a gift he wishes to give to his fellow Warden. If you read please leave a comment/review so I can learn from this experiance. Anonymous allowed.

*Mild Spoilers of end game and party bark* When all the adventures are done, Sten takes his leave of Morrigan. If you read please leave a comment/review so I can learn from this experiance. Anonymous allowed.