"Carver?"

The females voice called out over for him.

"Yea, yea." He breathed heavy, unable to get his breath.

"I'm comin' Give me a moment would you?"

He heard a soft giggle as he lent forward and placed his hands on his knees breathing heavy, he looked up at the sound of foot steps coming closer to him, his hazel eyes clashing against the icy blue hues of his elder sister. Her raven hair was pulled back into a tight bun on top her head, small bangs fallen in her face and framing the soft pale cheeks as she stared at her brother with a small smirk.

"I don't think the darkspawn will wait while you catch your breath, brother." Carver just laughed meekly, straightening up.

"Oh stow it would you?"

Her ruby lips curled into a large smile as she offered her hand to him.

"Come on, we can't stay here. Home isn't that much further and we need to get mother away from here."

Carver nodded, taking his sisters hand for just a moment as she pulled him along. They walked for a moment, allowing Carver to catch his breath before running the rest of the way to Lothering. As they walked into town, Carver couldn't help but stop every foot or so as he stared at all the people that tried to cram into the town, shaking his head before continuing to walk.

"Amarillis!"

Carver looked up at the voice as it called for his sister, a frown growing across his face as he saw his elder brother, Aristide. How his sister got along with the mages in their family he would never understand.

"Brother!"

She smiled full heartedly and practically jumped into Aristides arms as he opened them, hugging him tightly. Aristide was almost twice the size of Amarillis, his broad shoulders and muscular arms misleading on the fact he was a mage, his raven hair kept short and styled like he just got out of bed, his beard covered all of his lower face making only his bottom lip visible. His eyes much different from his twins, his where a bright ember, almost a blaze in the right lighting. With Carver in tow, she told him about the kings death and the darkspawn, how they needed to leave.

"Then we should move quickly... Carver,"

Amarillis looked over as Aristide called for their younger brother.

"If you are done sulking back there, we could use your help."

"But of course, brother. I'll get right on that."

Amarillis sighed at the sarcasm in her younger brothers voice, shaking her head and placed a hand on Aristides chest to keep him from attacking Carver.

"Can we not fight for 5 minutes while we get everything in order, please?"

Both men looked at their sister, Aristide nodding first before turning on his heels. "Bethany is in the fields, I'll go get mother." Carver nodded and started to head for the fields, Amarillis and Aristide walking to the house.

"Why do you have to be so hard on him, Aris?"

He shook his head, placing a thumb and forefinger on the bridge of his nose as he started to speak, shutting his eyes as his sister took his arm to lead him.

"It sounds foolish, but he needs to be strong, none of this is ever easy on anyone, and he needs to understand that we wont bend over back for him just because he is the only none mage in this family."

He looked at his sister, her eyes averting his as she stared at the ground.

"You have to tell him eventually, Amai, other wise he will find out in the least pleasant of ways."

As she opened the door to the house, she sighed heavily and nodded.

"I will tell him, when he is ready to hear it." Aristide shook his head, grumbling as he followed his sister inside the house.

All their plans where interrupted when the darkspawn attacked in the middle of the night, forcing them to flee unprepared. Their mother was having trouble cooping with leaving everything behind, but she eventually gathered her thoughts, at least she still had her children. She watched them fight, scared for herself and for them as they continued. Thankful for Aristide keeping Bethany and Carver from ripping each other apart, watching Amarillis keep strangely calm threw out everything. They bumped into Aveline and her husband after running for most the day, Leandra watched as her children defended one another from the Templar, frowning as they continued only to fight more.

"We have to hurry if we want to make it past the darkspawn."

Aveline spoke quickly, rushing everyone to the large clearing. The ground shook, making everyone off balance. A shrill yelp coming from Amarillis as she saw the huge ogre charging at them, everyone jumping to the side. Amarillis watched her sister, calling for her to stop, but she was unheard. Her eyes wide with shock as the ogre grabbed Bethany and tossed her around like a doll. Her heart pounding in her chest as she stared at her sisters body, tears swelling in her eyes, Aristide blocked her view. He cupped her face and spoke her name to bring her back to reality as Carver and Aveline tried to fend the beast off. Aristide tossed a fire ball after his sister had calmed enough, landing at the ogres feet and exploding causing the beast to rear back and cover it's face, giving Carver his opening as he tossed himself at the creature, thrusting his blade into it's throat as it fell backwards. For guarantee, he stabbed his blade into the beasts chest to make sure it wasn't getting up before he pulled back and climbed off. Amarillis walked over with everyone, keeping calm as she watched her mother hold her sister in her arms. Her fists clenched at her sides as she turned away, she couldn't risk losing to her emotions, she blocked out the conversation, the blame of Bethanys death on her and Aristide. She knew her mother was giving her a death glare for not giving enough emotion, but she had to stay blocked off from it, keeping calm. Her mother didn't know what she was, she didn't need too.

Amarillis didn't much like where her brother was going with making a deal with the witch, a disapproving scowl forming on her face as she was bystander to it all. Feeling sorry for Aveline and her husband, for Bethany, not once looking her mother in the eyes from the shame she had for not crying for Bethany. She stood by Carver, hiding in his shadow as she followed everything as her brother handled it. Two weeks of self pity and not talking to anyone but Carver, she felt ashamed, miserable. As the piled off the ship into Kirkwall docks, she tried to smile for everyone, specially her mother. Following along and helping where she could. Amarillis gripped her daggers and played with them as Aristide handled details, not wishing to put her nose where she didn't need too.

"So? Is it done?"

"It is."

Amarillis looked up and watched as their uncle clapped his hands together.

"Good, I'll go and see when the bribes can be made."

As he walked away, Amarillis took hold of her twins arm and looked up at him with a worried look.

"So, I guess this is it then."

Aristide looked over at Carver and smiled as he took hold of Amarillis' hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"For now at least we are home. What's important it that we are together."

"If only Bethany was with us..."

Amarillis felt her guilt coming back as she took her brothers hand and let him pull her along.

"And Wesley."

Aveline lowered her head and took a moment before stepping after Aristide.

"Come on, we have a long year a head of us."

Amarillis smiled at her brother and glanced at Carver who nodded to her, making her stomach ease off from guilt to happiness for at least having some of her family still there. Her smile grew as she looked up at Aristide, poking his side, he in exchange took her around her neck and gave her a noogie. The laughter and squealing leaving any bad feelings anyone had from the sight of the siblings.