Loudly, I am once again welcomed by the cheers of the tavern folk, cheering, celebrating as I enter, smirking to find the chargers, positive when seeing me.
"Looks who's up!" Krem smirks.
"About time you got up," Dalish smirks as the others nod at me only then for me to frown at the slumped figure of Iron Bull, pint in hand looking at nothing in particular just out…zoning out. Worried, I glance at Krem who notices me staring at Bull and he sighs.
"Shame the alliance with the Chief's people didn't work out. He hasn't said anything but he's feeling it…and guilt for you," Krem sighs drinking his drink.
"I wasn't that bad was I?" I frown puzzled.
"You passed out." Krem shrugs.
"You've met me right?" I frown recalling frequent times waking up passed out drunk with the chargers or bulls or any of the guys at the tavern.
"Heh, yeah but no, he's been like that since, you may get more from Dorian," Krem suggests pointing to Dorian to the side, sat at the counter drinking wine, a distance from the chargers looking worriedly at Bull now and again.
"And sleeping beauty finally wakes up…" Dorian greets me his worried features delighted to see me as I take a seat beside him.
"Yeah, yeah…" I roll my eyes at the playful jab.
"And someone seemed to have had fun," Teasingly, Dorian smirks as I frown until he scratches his neck, making me sigh, knowing what he's implying.
"You can't talk Mr Ribbon guy," smirking, I tease seeing his features turn bright red from my words.
"Ribbon?" He questions intrigued.
"Well can't be leather you seem like the type to complain about the look or the texture, I bet you're a ribbon guy," I reason calmly.
"Wow thanks, what of you?" He asks intrigued as I scowl at the thought briefly flinching at the thought of me tied up.
"Never been into it and never will," Coldly, I state making Dorian flinch from my stern strict words.
"Oh yeah so… you and Solas?" Cheekily, Dorian waggles a brow.
"Yep." I pop out confidently, calmly taking a gulp of my beverage.
"Took your long enough," Dorian teases.
"Shove off…so how bad was I out there?" I ask since Dorian has the most knowledge apart from Solas and Eve who know of my episodes.
"You passed out." He shrugs.
"Yeah I heard but have you met me?" I frown.
"You called Solas hot." He adds as my eyes widen in horror, feeling my features turn stone cold and my blood ice cold.
"Wow…how drained was I?" I question my chilly state turning fuming hot, ruby red covering my hands in shame as Dorian snickers.
"Three pints…" He smirks as my eyes widen at the amount, that way more than usual.
"You!" Startled, I perk up at the voice and turn to Sera, quickly I brace myself.
"Sera if you hit me again," I warn her only to blink as she grabs my hand and I'm dragged off elsewhere.
"Right what are we doing and what's with those lizards?" I question curious as she begins packing.
"Next time we go out on mission, Eve promised she'd bring me, you and Solas," Sera informs me.
"Why us?" I blink.
"Why not? I made her promise, said some stupid shit about wanting to get along with egghead…" Sera shrugs.
"Right, and this has something to do with me because…?" I query.
"You're in it." Sera leans in cheekily.
"Huh?" I frown.
"Don't lie." Sera scowls.
"Yeah I mean sure…" Dumbly, I respond.
"You...what do you see in that prick?! You could do so much better than some stuffy old geezer!" Sera complains.
"Sera…" Warningly, I scowl at her.
"I just…arugh what do you see?" Sera questions.
"Well he's good in bed." I begin.
"Awrgh! I don't need to know that…" Sera winces.
"Then calm down who I date shouldn't matter to you," I deadpan.
"I know I just…I worry you deserve someone better and to see you settle with him…it's disappointing," Sera grumbles pouting..
"You're in it aren't you bet he calls out eleven glory when he does it," Sera continues snickering.
"No actually he doesn't too busy…" Playfully, I call out.
"I don't want to know, lalalalala!" Loudly, she cuts me off, covering her ears making me chuckle.
"Then don't fight me, I have no shame Sera or have you just noticed…" I warn her.
"Urgh…you're weeeird…" Sera whines.
"I like to call it personality…" I counter.
"It's grooosss!" Sera continues.
"So what's with the lizards…?" I ponder.
"You owe me, you and me we're going to do a prank," Proudly, she declares.
"When…?" I enquire.
"Soon…" She answers.
"Right," Sighing, I grumble leaving the excited girl to her plan and heading down, my brow furrowed at the stiff lifeless soulless Bull, only to frown when remembering one solution that could work…I mean he sorta has a boner for them but am I willing to go back to the hellhole of a battle that it costs…eh why not? Proudly, I leave the tavern dead set on the task at hand as I enter the chantry, dismissing peoples comments as I approach the war table, the wooden door looming over me as I kick open the door, startling those inside, well… all but a raised brow unimpressed Morrigan.
What was that for? Josephine huffs, hand on her chest clutching it.
Fen you're awake! Relieved, Eve smiles.
Good to see you up, Cullen smiles.
About time but we are-
"Don't care, you need to listen," I cut Leliana off earning a few fearful eyebrows raised including Cullen backing away as Leliana's ice blues meet my own in a death glare until she bows her head frowning
"This better be good," She huffs as I spot a smirking Morrigan finding this amusing as I slam my gauntlet hand on the war table, surprising Josephine again who frowns….
"Right listen up, we're going to hunt down a dragon!"
"You're suicidal, you're mad, you're mental I can't believe we're doing this!" Panicking, Eve whimpers shaking terrified under the boiling sun.
"You want Bull to be normal again right?" I state.
"Yeah…" Eve frowns.
"Then shut up and follow me." I command making her go silent.
"Do you even know what you're doing?" Eve scowls.
"Sorta." I shrug
"Sorta?" Eve responds her tone shaky and high pitched.
"You are not Tal-Vashoth, Iron Bull, not really," Solas voice perks our intrigue as we turn to the conversation between the broody Bull and silent Solas.
"Well that's a fuckin' relief," Bull spits out in a growl.
"How do you feel, Iron Bull? Do you need a distraction to focus your mind?" Solas questions as my gaze softness, noting Solas being attentive to Bull, trying to make the effort I requested.
"Solas is…being nice to Bull," Eve whispers surprised.
"Yes, yes he is." Proudly, I smirk at the two.
"Well, this area's low on dancing girls," Sadly, Bull voices out.
"King's pawn to E4," Solas begins making Eve and I raise a brow.
"You're shitting me. We don't even have a board!" Bull argues.
"Too complicated for a savage Tal-Vashoth?" Solas teases.
"Smug little asshole. Pawn to E5," Bull grumbles.
"Pawn to F4. King's Gambit," Solas smirks.
"Accepted. Pawn takes pawn. Give me a bit to get the pieces set in my head. Then we'll see what you've got," Bull says as we arrive at the camp, ready to rest up and prepare for tomorrow.
Calmly, we get our tents pitched and ready as the guys set up the fire.
"So…whose sleeping where?" Eve questions making all eyes turn to her as my eyes are narrowed, back turned to them as I kneel, evaluating the tracks, focusing on hunting for food.
"Where we sleep normally in the tents, Fen with me; the boys in their own," Sera frowns.
"Well I mean with…" Eve gestures weirdly making me frown.
Oh please just cause Fen is with egghead doesn't mean-" Sera gathers as I raise a brow surprised she translated such gibberish.
"Actually I would prefer that way, so Fen can sleep," Solas inputs making me turn away, briefly blushing at the ass.
"But she doesn't Fen doesn't sleep unless she's passed out!" Sera argues.
"Coma," Eve suggests.
"I used to. She has grown adjusted," Smugly, Solas praises, keeping an eye on the fire.
"Just don't do any funny stuff," Smirking, Bull teases.
"What we do in our privacy has nothing to do with any of you," Solas scowls as I turn back to the group, shrugging as I begin to head out, I connect my daggers into a bow, letting out my quiver from my bag with about thirty arrows as I begin to hunt.
"Fen where are you going?" I hear Eve voice out as tiredly, I raise a brow at the group.
"Hunting." I state.
"Don't you care who you sleep with?" She frowns.
"Eh," Casually, I shrug turning my back to the group, hearing the cackling of Sera and Bull.
"W-wait let me come," Eve stutters and rushes down, my eyes widening as she trips and practically slides face down into the sandy hill. Blankly, I stare down at the still figure, kicking her getting a faint twitch, she's alive, I note and continue on my way.
"H-hey wait up!" She argues as I follow the tracks smirking to find a horde of Hyena's. Carefully, I kneel down, fortunately it's alone as I aim and fire, striking at the hyena providing dinner for us, well a few. Mm...the pack should be here…
"Hey…um Fen," Nervously, Eve calls out to me.
"What do you want?" I frown.
"What do you mean?" She furrows her brow.
"You're doing the hey um…thing, that means you want to help or want something," Eve brightly smiles from my observation.
"Okay, look I'm meant to hunt down some quillbacks and a heart of a snow wyvern," Eve request as I frown.
"Snow wyvern there rare and legal...it's Vivienne isn't it?" I gather bitterness etched into my tone.
"How did…?" Eve trial off puzzled.
"No one would want something so pompous sounding." I scoff.
"You think?" Eve squeaks out uneasily.
"Urgh…I won't have a choice will I…?" I grumble.
"Probably not I mean I would just destroy it completely," Eve confesses.
"You're not wrong alright…I'll help now come on we need to hunt," I remind her of the task at hand as she nods and begins to focus.
"Right…" Determined, she nods.
"Oh but first…here," Calmly, I pass her a knife making her blink.
"Time to learn how to skin." I shrug.
"Maker give me strength…" She whispers, her hand with the knife shaking…
"I don't know how to feel…" I whisper, disturbed at the ruby red blood stains on the frowning Eve, bloodied knife and food in hand as we return to the camp, I'm holding the food.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry," Guilt-ridden, she chants, apologetic as I still remain focused ahead, blinking still shocked by the brutally she used on the bloodied Fennic fox.
"You battered that Fennic fox into a bloodied pulp." I deadpan.
"I'm sorry, I just…" Eve trails off.
"It was dead but you just continued…" I add disturbed.
"It scared me!" She argues as I raise a brow at the girl.
"There are quillbacks here and a fox scared you?" I question lost to her logic.
"Well…" Eve mumbles a light blush on her features.
"Whatever come on, I wouldn't be surprised to find the tents ablaze since we left Solas and Sera there," I sigh dreading the idea of going back to camp.
"Hey Bulls there," Positively, Eve tries to be the optimist.
"Oh yeah, add a random hooker better," I remark.
"Not really no, hey we're back…" Eve trials off to find Solas and Bull sat down on opposite sides of the fire between them, glaring sinisterly into the flames while bored, Sera is sat in her tent, arms crossed as we hear….
"So, where were we? Ah, yes. Mage to C4," Solas continues.
"Little aggressive. Arishok to H4." Check, Bull smirks.
"Having fun there?" I ask smirking..
"Yes actually." Solas confirms calmly.
"Cool we got food…" Eve cheers.
"Finally! Gimme!" Sera demands excited.
"I'm not giving you raw food," I frown.
"I learned how to skin something!" Eve grins.
"Good on you boss…" Bull praises still focused on his imaginary chess match.
"And you murdered a Fennic fox," I bring up.
Let that go," Eve sighs.
I don't think I can. I think I know one thing tonight though" I confess still frowning at the sheer brutality that creature undertook…
What's that?" Eve enquires.
"I am NOT sharing a tent with you."
Softly, I hear the crisp hiss of the flames crackle, whispering hissing into my ear as I enjoy the low hum of the warmth. Tending to the fur coats and meat of the food, noting the grimacing Eve turn away with Sera making eewing noises making me roll my eyes.
"You seem to know a lot on hunting Fox." Bull notes.
"I learned a few things," I shrug recalling my time hunting for the fog warriors, helping taking out the intestines and guts, often scraping out the brain to use for meals, although I presume these people don't seem like a fan of them.
"From Seheron right, I recognise that knife technique," Bull points out.
"Hey I hear they use the brains too when they cook animals is that true?" Sera questions curious.
"Yeah it isn't that bad," I shrug.
"Eewww!" Sera grimaces disgusted by it.
"Speaking of aggressive. I assume Arishok is your term for the Queen? King to F1," Solas continues.
"Pawn to B5," Bull commands.
"Don't even try I've tried for hours nothing is stopping them," Sera complains annoyance laced in her tone.
"Oh...but food…" Eve frowns.
"Well there may be something," Sera smirks as I place the food down, kneeling down, preparing it for food tonight, only then to feel a pair of thin, sticky pale and cold hands around me, making me flinch briefly and turn to prepare a punch only to stop when seeing Sera smirk and the innocent Eve as I sigh, taking in a few deep breathes to focus on the task at hand as Sera smirks.
"All right. You have my curiosity. Mage takes Pawn," Solas instructs.
"Oi Fen let's share a tent together, then we can make out and do all that kissy kissy stuff!" Loudly, Sera voices out as Solas briefly blinks frowning, trying to be composed and continue to stare at the fire, disappointing Sera until I notice her wicked smile.
"You call your Tamassrans Mages? Ben-Hassrath to F6," Bull gathers.
"You call your Knights Ben-Hassrath? Incidentally, Knight to F3," Solas exclaims as suddenly Sera places a sloppy kiss to my cheek, making me flinch back and scowl as Solas turns to glare at the giggling Sera, only to falter when roughly, my gauntlet is slammed down on her temple, silencing her as sternly, I glare at her making her flinch back slightly.
"Tent now," I command coldly.
"But…food," She whines.
"You can have it when you're good, tent now." I order as she pouts.
"Fiiinnne!" She whines, entering the tent and pouting as I sigh. Disgusted, I go to wipe the slobber off me only to feel a familiar hand on me, making me smirk as he stoically wipes away the spit disgusted and glares at the smirking Sera.
"Must you be so childish?" He scowls at Sera.
"Must you be so boring?" Sera huffs.
"Ben-Hassrath makes more sense than horses. They're sneaky, and they can move through enemy lines. Arishok to H6," Bull reasons, continuing the game.
"Pawn to D3," Solas says, turning back to Bull and sitting.
"Ben-Hassrath to H5. Hah! All right, take some time. Think about your life choices…" Proudly, Iron Bull smirks, leaning back as Eve smiles and I smirk, glad to see some expression on the once vacant portrait that was Bull's face.
Steadily, we all sit down, hearing the hiss and crackle of flames as we eat our meal.
"You know Fox you're really like a mum…" Bull begins.
"Please don't say that," I frown.
"You would be a good one," Sera agrees.
"Is no one hearing how I don't like talking about this?" I mutter.
"Why not? The way you tell Cole and Sera off is stern but fair," Eve points out.
"And the way you treat Robin…" Solas notes.
"Look. Can we stop? The chances of me being a mother are very slim," I exclaim.
"How come?" Eve questions.
"Um have you not noticed the markings? The chances of me being fertile are very slim," I deadpan.
"You don't know that," Solas reasons.
"Great you sound like Morrigan now…" I grumble.
"Besides you can always adopt…" Bull brings up.
"Yeah, yeah I'm heading for bed," Sighing I stand up heading into my tent, nothing Solas brief look sent my way as we try to sleep, well most of us.
Annoyed, I feel my eyebrow twitch at the muffled voices from the outside, hearing the faint hiss of the roaring flames still illuminating, blinding and keeping me awake much to my annoyance, grumbling, I open the tent door, noting Eve's annoyed expression with a scowling Sera.
"Solas what are you doing?" Eve frowns.
"What does it look like?" Solas shrugs.
"Some of us are trying to sleep, come on…come to bed, I'll do that thing you like," I grumble tiredly, placing my head on the back of his neck, nuzzling into it as he leans into the touch enjoying it as gently, I place my arms around his shoulders, wrapping my arms around his neck in a hug of sorts making him lean back, enjoying the comfort.
"Oh, ho seems the misses is calling…" Tauntingly, Bull hisses.
"I think someone just misses their own little Vint," Lightly, I tease back smirking.
"I'll be there in a minute Vhenan," Gently, he assures me, placing his hand upon mine giving it a faint squeeze as I scowl at the asses, turning to see the frustrated Sera, who looks at me briefly until smirking and nodding as I stand up.
"Well then, Sera I'm sleeping in your tent tonight," I declare clapping my hands together, making Solas turn to frown, trying to hide his displeasure as Sera cheers.
"Alright sleepover, hah, Solas is in the dog house Solas is in the dog house!" Sera taunts noting the scrunch of Solas' nose, showing his displeasure as I simply smirk. He brought this on himself. Coolly; I make my way inside the tent, shutting it.
"You got the lizards?" I ask.
"Yes!" Giddily, she smirks as I take the bag, returning to my tent to gather my things while sneakily placing the lizards in Solas' bed roll and fleeing, hearing the distant sound of the boys playing chess while I feel Solas predator eyes on me, making my sly smirk widen as I head to bed with Sera, waiting for the next day…
"Fenedhis lasa!"
Cackling, Sera laughs snorting as we peer out watching the shirtless male leap out of his tent, cursing in elven as Sera and I share a sly smirk, high fiving each other.
What's wrong? Monsters attacking!?" Eve trials off in shock at the amusing display as swiftly and causally, Sera and I leave the tent while Bull is hooting in the background at the sight as eventually, Solas releases a calm breathe, calming himself down as he watches the tiny lizards flee from his bedroll and tent, making him sharply turn to glare at the snickering Sera, caught.
"Alright, funs over come on we got to pack up and plan for this dragon attack!" I sigh making my appearance known, covering my tracks holding in the sly smirk as Solas seethes silently glaring at Sera as eventually after cleaning out the lizards, we approach the dragon enthusiast. Numbly, I zone him out after being given the map location and the pieces. Eve and I place the map and reports on the table, planning out our strategies against the high dragon.
"Okay magic works best against dragons so we don't need all tanks, we need typically three mages, one healer, the other attackers, we need to make sure we also have potions on us, all of them and any grenades we can scavenge, ice magic may work best, due to the dragon's typical hot climate…." I explain.
"You're taking this quite seriously," Eve notes as I lean over the wooden table, focused on the task at hand while Solas and Dorian chat…
"Solas, I take it you study spirits?" Dorian smiles
"I do." Solas confirms.
"Back in my homeland, we keep spirits as servants," Dorian informs him.
"So I've been told," Solas scowls.
"The things they can be made to be are quite marvellous. You should see them," Dorian encourages.
"The Tevinter Imperium is not the safest place for an elf," Solas spits out in disgust.
"Ah. Yes, point taken. Do you use spirits as servants, Solas? You'd have no trouble capturing them," Dorian enquires.
"No. They are intelligent, living creatures. Binding them against their will is reprehensible," Solas scowls.
"How much "will" do they have? They're amorphous constructs of the Fade. There's no harm putting them to constructive use, and most mages back home treat them well," Dorian counters.
"And any that show any magical talent are freed, are they not?" Solas sarcastically snaps.
"What? Spirits don't have magical talent," Dorian frowns,
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were talking about your slaves," Solas snaps.
"Slave right here who won't hesitate to slap you both," Warningly, I growl at him, eye twitching as he frowns back but goes silent from my waning glare, not wishing to scold him again as Bull chuckles.
"Someone's in trouble," Dorian smirks.
"Someone's in the dog house," Bull adds.
"You'll all be if you don't shut up!" I bark making the group of men flinch back, fearful of my wrath as I continue planning, strategizing with a smiling Eve.
"Hey…is it weird if I was turned on by that?" Curious, Bull questions.
"Yes, yes it is!" Solas barks with Dorian scowling at the sheepish Bull.
"All right, Bull. If you are prepared: Knight to H4," Solas smirks, a hint of malice in his tone.
"Arishok to G5. So, you giving up the Tamassran at B5 or the Ben-Hassrath at H4?" Bull gathers.
"Neither. Knight to F5," Solas answers.
"Pawn to C6. Left your Tamassran hanging out," Bull points out.
"And you, your Knight. Or Ben-Hassrath, if you will. Pawn to G4," Solas continues.
"Ben-Hassrath to F6," Bull commands.
"Hmm. Tower to G1," Solas mutters.
"Hah! Pawn takes your Tamassran - or Mage, or whatever it is!" Bull cheers.
"I get the idea," Solas sighs.
"Too much time playing with spirits, Fade Walker," Bull teases.
"We shall see," Tightly, Solas smiles.
"I just don't want what happened last time to happen," I mutter, focusing back on the map.
"What happened?" Eve questions.
"Hawke threw me into a dragon, I nearly died, in the jaw but…let's just say it wasn't a pretty story and the pay we got wasn't good enough…" Calmly, I shrug at the memory.
"Oh." Eve blinks owlishly.
"Yeah…" I respond bitterly at the memory.
"So you shouldn't join?" Eve furrows her brow.
"To be honest no, I'm no tank in comparison to Blackwall and Bull," I explain calmly.
"We'll need Cassandra her intellect on dragons may help us," Eve points out as I nod.
"We'll also need you, for dragon advice, I mean Varric isn't here," Eve mentions as I frown worriedly but nod, complying with her wishes.
"We also need either Vivienne or Dorian…I suggest Dorian," I recommend.
"Of course you would," Eve smirks.
"Hey out of the both greater evils then yes," I reason.
"So no Sera," Eve points out.
"No besides she did what she wanted," I dismiss.
"The lizard bed?" Eve grumbles.
"The lizard bed," I confirm.
"Any other tips?" Eve requests.
"The dragon will wave its wing to bring us close to attack, make sure the mages are hidden behind some sort of wall…" I instruct as she nods in understanding.
"Right…" Eve nods.
"And since the location given has pillars nearby," I point out.
"We could use them for cover," Eve catches on.
"Bingo…this is mainly going to be a stamina and lyrium test for us," I state.
"Anything else?" She enquires.
"Make sure the enchantments and all that magical stuff you put in the weapons maybe ice based for this dragon," I explain.
"On it…I'll tell Dagna, maybe get Alexius to craft us some," Eve offers.
"Let's just hope they don't turn into bombs," I grumble, warily.
"You still don't trust him?" Eve frowns.
"Eve he caused an alternate timeline when I became some lyrium monster," I argue.
"Um…" Eve turns away not sure what to say.
"Red lyrium monster…" I correct rolling my eyes.
"Yeah, I can see your distrust but still we'll need all the help we can get," Eve reasons.
"I know that." I huff.
"I can't believe we're doing this, Eve whispers, her tone trembling terrified.
"If it helps Bull than its fine," I shrug.
"You…really do care deep down don't you?" Eve teases jokingly.
"Shove off inquisitor and let me do my job," I glare at her sheepish smile.
"Yes mam…" Jokingly, she salutes only making me roll my eyes and turn back to the paper, thinking of new strategies against the high dragon.
"Oh, would you look at that! That is magnificent!" Genuinely, Bull gushes in awe at the ruby red scaled dragon roaring as it appears after setting the bait our dragon expert spoke of.
"That is terrifying…" Eve cries out fearful.
"An impressive creature. There is a purity in such undiluted power," Solas praises as the dragon roars, agreeing with Bull.
"Oh, look—a dragon. What a perfect way to ruin our day," Dorian scowls as the dragon soars past us, slowly landing destroying a few pillar in its wake as quickly, I grab both Dorian and Solas, saving them from falling and getting trapped by the destroyed Pillar.
"Well there goes strategy a," Eve hisses, her tone wobbly.
"There's still the rocks!" I call out assuring her as the mages distance themselves from Bull, Cass and I, Varric following after the mages for cover.
"Right come on!" I roar.
"Fuck yeah!" Bull cheers roaring in joy as we charge at the dragon, while Bull and Cassandra are the main wall and act as distractions for the dragon, I am simply a fly of sorts, attacking when there's an opening as I note the numerous spells sent the dragon's way, making it screech and reel back from the pain.
"Its guards up," Cassandra points out.
"Bloody perfect," I hiss as I narrowly miss its stomping only then for my eye to widen as it releases a fierce roar of flames spewing out as quickly, I dive out the way while Bull and Cassandra guard.
"See the way everything lit up when it tried to fry us? Now that is a fight!" Bull laugh excitement evident in his tone, like a giddy child as it swoops down, using its tail to hit us, making Cassandra and Bull get tossed back with me as I hiss at the hard sound of snapping bones. Pained, I cradle my ribs, feeling the soft grin sand as the dragon roars. Shakily, I stand cradling a rib, broken form the looks of it.
"Seeker!"! I hear Varric cry out in concern, firing shot after shot rushing over to help us as I scowl at the moron.
"Varric no!" Eve calls out.
"Keep to the plan!" I hiss cradling my ribs, scowling as Bull remains the tank as unevenly, I stand, feeling a familiar hand brush on my torso, as I turn to glance at the frowning Solas, guiding me back for cover, tending to my wounds as Dorian strikes with Eve, Varric throwing a familiar bottle of bees at the dragon, earning a smug smirk from me, thank you Sera.
Smirking, I watch the dragon roar pained at the sudden stinging pain of the angered bees and distraction surprising it to drag Cassandra back, leaving Bull to tend to the beast as once Solas double checks me over, helps Cassandra up as Varric provides cover, only for my eyes to widen when the dragon roars, releasing and showing off its proud wings…oh no. Shocked, I stare as Varric is oblivious to the dragon's hit.
"Shit! Kaffas!" I scream, leaping over the crushed pillars the mages used to take cover ignoring the call of my name as I grab Varric by his collar.
"Varric!" Cassandra calls out concerned as the dragon beats its wings, releasing strong powerful currents of wind, pulling Varric in as quickly, I flip back to hide to take cover as Cassandra catches him and I'm pulled into the harsh world winds of the dragon's wings.
"No!" Eve cries out.
"Venehedis!" Solas curses helpless as I close my eyes, bracing for the strike as I manage to avoid the dragon's feet trying to stomp on me, instead hissing from the currents of wind bashing into me.
"About time you came back", Bull heaves as I hear his pained grunt and quickly get out my regeneration potion, coming up to the exhausted male, smirking at our move, being underneath the belly of the dragon, making it unable to strike as we both drink some of the potions, slowly feeling our boiling blood return to normal, our cuts slowly healing and our pain slowly numbing as we return to battle.
"There alive!" Dorian calls out relieved as the dragon suddenly swoops down, my eyes widening when I find my vison pitch black, disgusted at the sudden substance all over me as I release copious colourful curses of qunlat, Vint and normal Fereldan ones, disgusted, horrified but most of all revolted at the realization that…the dragon ate me, gulped me up, the bastard.
Angered, I release a feral cry, only to smirk as I draw my blades, hearing the ring of metal as I strike, impaling the roof of the mouth of the dragon, ruby red splutters out of the mouth as the dragon releases a feral roar making me hiss and drop my grip on my blades, hearing nothing but the ringing of my ears. Swearing, I cradle my ears from the loud screech as I stagger back from the heavy thud of the dragon hitting the grainy ground.
"Oh maker Fen!" I hear the muffled cry of Eve as disgusted, I grab my blades stuck in the top of its mouth, removing them, to then slide over to the cages of calcium, reeling my foot back, bracing as I strike, hitting the hard daggers of teeth, hearing the faint crunch until hearing the faint pop of teeth, droplets and raindrops of red drench down as I hear the thud and crack of a broken tooth.
"Is that…a broken tooth?" Dorian questions as I manage to shakily stand, ignoring the disgusting salvia dripping down on me as I force the mouth open and slide out from the tongue, my daggers joining me in tow as I release a few panted breathes, groaning…
"You just…" Cassandra whispers.
"Yep." I wheeze out.
"Well better than last time right Fen?" Varric jokes only to see my silent expression, shakily standing as I plant my sticky hand on a nearby rock, kneeling down as I release a sudden burst of bile and this time not copper, just bits and chunks as I release a groan.
Gently, I feel a familiar hand on my sticky hand making me turn to frown at the silent Solas patting me on the back as I feel a familiar warmth from the barrier flow through me as Solas helps steady me, passing me a wooden flask of water, helping me drink it, rubbing patterns into my back and tending to me as I need a few moments.
"You feeling better?" Dorian ask as shakily, I pick up the dragon tooth as I gently push Solas to help treat the other surrounded and he does, reluctantly leaving me, surprisingly enough not disparage about my saliva coat.
Quivering, my hand gently grasps the broken tooth of the dragon laid on the sandy floor, turning to Bull who frowns as I offer it to him.
"Here Bull something to give to your kadan," Cheekily I smirk as shocked, Bull goes quiet, staring down at the tooth, eyes wide in shock, awe and joy.
"Fen you…" Bull begins.
"Like I said you learn a few things from the Qun over the years of fighting, some bad some good," Causally, I shrug as my eyes widen when Bull suddenly wraps his rough, warm, muscular arms around me, making me grimace at the sudden stinging contact and my ears ringing painfully. I hear the faint sluggish slop of salvia staining his dry features as he remove himself from me.
"Thanks Fen, I mean it you're a real magnet," He smiles at me genuine joy in his eyes as I wave him off.
"Anytime, actually no. I don't think I could fight a dragon every day," I mutter correcting myself making Bull laugh as we head leaving after looting, noting Cassandra and Varric talking, sticking together as Bull walks over to Dorian, the two giggling as Eve smiles at the happy couple as we head back, my smirking widening at the idea as I wrap my sticky arms around Solas, making him then grimace and frown at my sly smirk.
"Relax, I can get this off when we get back to Skyhold," Teasingly, I smirk at Solas raised brow of intrigue, seemingly intrigued by my offer as he wraps his arms around my waist, smirking.
"I suppose I have no choice…but to aid you, you'll only stain the other objects in Skyhold…" Smugly, Solas smirks.
"I'd take you up on that offer…"