Morrigan fell to the stone balcony coughing hard as she was gasping for air, Deedo stepped up to stand on the railing casting levitation she launched herself towards the demon that is her daughter. Reaching for her she was suddenly halted by a large fireball passing right between the two hovering in the middle of the garden below.

A drop of blood landed on the High Elfs' hand, "Do not hold her let her go." A voice called into her mind as the two women followed the flame trail to see from which the spell was cast. A dark man below outstretched hand partly lit with dwindling flame removed his hood, he stood with a fierce look of determination across his brow. Breathing heavily his long hair hanging in his face glared at the mage that was once his friend, "I will need my friend back abomination." He spat pointing his staff in challenge.

Looking down at the man in the eyes the hybrid mage's eyes shifted in color and she slowly descended to the earth below, "Jowan?" a familiar voice called to her longtime friend. "Deedolett!" both Elder and Jowan called, with the former reaching for her daughter, grabbing the young mage by her wrist to find that she was cool to the touch, Deedolett's attention diverted from her friend below turned to see a somewhat familiar face, "Mother?" Olett had a tear fall from her eye, "Help me…..please, she has me….Help." she just as quickly pointed to Jowan, her eyes turned back to their sick yellow color once more. "Not this day girl." Her voice skewed, she clawed at the hand that held her still, Deedo no choice but to let her go, Olett/Flemeth flew off towards the west with lightning speed, her cackling echoing in the distance.

"I will find you!" Deedo shouted after the vanished figure, "Deedo, are you hurt? Tenkou calling as she was assisting Morrigan to her feet checking her over waving for Wynne to insure she was unharmed, stepping on the balcony Tenkou reached for her, "Let me tend to this." Gripping her hand, the young Druid reached into her belt pouch pulling out some ointment applying the green gel on her Mother's wound, pulling a bandage also from her pouch she set to wrapping the cloth strip tying it securely Deedo grabbed her daughters hand. The High Elf looked to the young man below, "You boy, are you Jowan?" With an affirmative nod he slumped to the ground, Deedo looked behind her, "Meet me out here, I need to question the Wizard." Taking Tenkou with her they reached the ground assisting the man named Jowan.


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It had been a fight and flight for Jowan when he had first escaped Circle Tower that dreadful night three months ago, he found himself on the verge of collapse as he entered the gates of Denerim going to seek refuge within the large city. He had discarded his mage robes some time ago from a dead man on the road, his luck continued to look up when said man had dropped his coin purse a few feet away. With the few coin in hand Jowan survived on that making his way to the large city, heading to a shop, stomach aching with hunger, he sold his robes and what little valuables he had. Taking the bit of coin, he headed to nearest tavern, a group of men were announcing they were seeking a mage to assist the Acting King and no harm would come to them.

Taking them up on their offer his stomach had to wait, that was when he was presented to Loghain Mac Tir Acting King of Denerim. Loghain presented Jowan with a task, he needed him to make way to Redcliffe to dispose of one Arl Eamon. Jowan was hesitant at first, having only agreed when he was presented with a purse heavy with coin. Once again he donned his mage robes being whisked away shortly thereafter. When he was within the high walls of Redcliffe Castle, Jowan was greeted by Arlessa Isolde she beseeched him to tutor her son Connor in secret as he had shown signs of magic some time ago.

Jowan agreed, finding time to do as Loghain bid, within the week Connor's magic took a frightening turn. The castle was soon overrun with horrors not even Jowan could do anything to prevent, he was soon locked away in the dungeon of the castle. And there he sat for days that turned into weeks that turned into months – surviving on rats, if there were any. The dead bodies that were thrown down initially became the undead that were clamoring for him, reaching through the iron bars flesh worn fingers stretched, their groans frightening as Jowan did his best to fend them off and could sleep only during the day he gauged the monsters only came at dusk.


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Deedolett with her group reached Redcliffe, being their first stop with news the Arl was ill, pressed on to the village when one of the villagers approached seeking help by order of the Bann within the village Chantry. Bann Teagan greeted the travelers bade them assist in defending the village once night fell, The blanket of night brought horrors from the hilltop that held the castle, and did they survive til dawn.

The sun crawled its way to brighten the sky as a figure emerged from way of the castle, it was Arlessa Isolde who sought help sighting that only Tegan may go with her for fear of more within the walls slaughtered. Devising a plan to sneak into Redcliffe castle with help of the secret passage underneath the windmill; Deedolett, Alistair, Morrigan and Leliana met with several more undead that littered the way in.

"This is idiotic!" Morrigan growled as she shattered one of the frozen like statues Olett had caught in her frost spell.

"Do not complain witch, my family needs us!" Alistair bit out just as quickly, "I will send you both –" Deedolett paused. The Witch and Ex-Templar continued to bicker and the elven mage tilted her head slightly waving her had to silence the them completely, "Olett?" The bard quietly approached her friends' side arrow notched.

With hurried steps they headed to what seemed to be the dungeons exit, there they saw several undead reaching through the bars of a cell, none paying attention to the living company present among them. "Maker please, I am sorry for everything…please!" A voice could be heard coming from the cell that the monsters were, then the weakest of flame puffed its way out through the clamoring hands.

"Leliana pin one, I shall try to stun the rest. Morrigan, Alistair please…" Arrows shot out, Spells flew followed by the slashing of Alistair's sword. Dispatching them quickly Alistair and Leliana looted the corpses to take to the village below passing them to the others who waiting for the path to be cleared. Grabbing Morrigan's wrist "Bring out your spell wisp!" she whispered harshly, summoning hers as well the elven mage peered into the darkened cell, huddled in the corner was the filthy naked emaciated body of a man with shaky outstretched hand weakly sobbing to the Maker.

"Are you well sir?" Olett asked softly, raven head wryly raised and a pair of sunken brown eyes shone in the dim wisps light, "Jowan!?" Olett gasped. Fresh tears poured down his dirty hallowed face, "Thank you Maker." As he collapsed from exhaustion.


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Once they were in the palace dining hall, Jowan wound tended to he finished his tale of how he was saved by the Elders daughter. "I owe her my life twice over, I have done so much wrong and hid many things that came to light later when I should have told her, I just felt inferior to her I wanted to get stronger I hid my practice from her, she is my best friend." Jowan took a drink, "Olett saw me once more after I was helping a group of refugees flee from the fighting, we ran into a bit of trouble Olett never hesitated to help us once more, guiding us to safety. I owe her so much." The group listened the ones that were present during that time nodded their agreement.

Deedo closed her eyes "How did you know she was going to be here?" That question followed with several murmurs from the group around them.

He pulled out a vile filled with blood, "With this," He looked to Cullen, "This is not her phylactery, we made a pact when we were younger, to bond us as siblings." He held the vile high and it shown a nearly black color, I had always noticed its different from mine, hers almost shines at night. "Infravision, in the elven blood we see at night compared to humans. The blood will glow faintly for a time." Xellexes announced.

Jowan continued with a nod, "I used it to track her, after the pillar of light I made my way here and at night I would see how she faired with in her dreams. I tried to intervene when Flemeth posed as you, taking over her body, but there was another there a great force I had trouble voicing to reach out, a terrifying figure, it was like she was solidified shadows, she had no mouth almost skeletal with long black claws…. A name in harsh whisper… something Thule?" Shaking his head as he could tell no more.

The Norrathians looked to each other, The Thedians shrugged amongst themselves, "Terris Thule – Goddess of Nightmares." Xellexes placed a hand on Deedo's shoulder, Deedo could do no more than hang her head placing her hand over her eyes. "We have to get her back, Terris is as unkind as they come. Arl Eamon, what cured him from his slumber?"

"The Sacred Ashes of Andraste, the Makers Bride." Leliana said.

Deedo looked drained, the Goddess of Nightmares was as she said, unkind if anyone were in her realm for longer than needed death was certain. The question of why was on all in the rooms lips, "Olett is a direct link between our world and yours, Flemeth claims she brought her, purely as a vessel she sought more power but why?"

"Why indeed, I surmised this a few nights ago, I am certain that we will have to ask Brother Genitivi may take some time." Wynne spoke up, as she summoned a messenger to the Chantry scholars home.

"Time we do not have, is there a teleporter to the Urn?" Deedo hung her head, "My apologies I forget my place. A Map, has anyone charted the path in and around the area? How long will the trip take from here to there?"

Ruroni and Lili'Enyel placed a hand on either side of her, Deedo looked downtrodden her need to get her daughter back was great, but still the questions of why would her child need to be the bridge between the worlds, why was she sought after by Norrath's Gods of Evil.


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A time later a map of Thedas was brought "The Penitent's Crossing in the Frostback Mountains, a desolate town named Haven was once home to a Cult. It should take a two-week travel." Leliana pointed to the location on the map, they also descried the location of where Flemeth was spiriting Olett, "Seems she is heading to the Free Marches."

It was well into the night, Deedo had sent the twins and Vy'el to their apartment along with Xellexes. Leliana, sent Wynne off to bed, Alistair with the Elder Lady produced several list for the parties that would go to the Urn's location and who was heading to the Free Marches, Lili'Enyel was studying the map, her tracking skills were surely needed would relay her findings to the Twins when they woke, she headed to bed when a copy of the map was handed to her.

Jowan looked to Cullen mustering the courage to face his friend, "I am surprised to see you here, I have guessed as to why you are here." He chuckled slightly, clearing his throat. With a nod Cullen agreed, what he had witnessed from Jowan made him leery, with Deedolett tending to him as a friend regardless he placed a hand on his shoulder, "You would be correct, and I hope you have done better with the powers you have." Jowan brightened, "I have been better, I have controlled it, I apologize to you especially. I caught wind of what happen at the Circle."

Cullen hung his head before raising his eyes to meet Jowan's, "I am glad you were away at the time." The Templar motioned to a seat near the table as they too helped with the planning. This continued well into the night twelfth bell rang with King Alistair and Deedo each having a finalized scroll of who were to go where, whom to lead the parties as it was three in the morning.

Deedo asked to see the Kitchens with a yawn, Alistair leading her there the two talked along the way, Deedo finding his feelings were in vain to the girl that was his travel companion. "She turned me down, and I never saw it from her point of view, my thought was this Blight had drawn us closer, us being the only two Wardens in Ferelden that is. She is very determined." He confessed just as they opened the doors to the Kitchens, the staff stopped mid cooking to greet his Majesty.

With a wave they went back to work, "Honestly I am still not use to this whole Royalty thing. Your daughter did this to me." Alistair snuck a piece of cheese Deedo smiled, "It will take getting used to. Imagine being a God." She walked ahead taking a small space for herself and worked with such a speed the cooks were in awe. She commanded the room with warm gentile compassion the kitchen seemed brighter than ever. The staff worked swiftly and dishes for breakfast had filled the halls with their wonderful smells.

Alistair stared at her mouth agape, his finally shouted after some time, "You are a Goddess!" Deedo's ears twitched, then she laughed so hard she was in tears, "I was Jesting!"


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The Enchantress had helped the kitchen staff with a banquet for the whole of Denerim, she had several travel meals ready stuffed in bags she prepared for the journey to save Deedolett. As Deedo and Alistair reached the Apartment she was staying, "I ask that you to stay until after my coronation… please." Alistair placed a hand on his chin in thought, speaking out loud and then looking to Deedo for approval "My official coronation is in several hours, I know time is fleeting, forgive me but now that we are certain Deedolett is awake… Will you accept boons on her behalf?"

"Of course your Majesty, I would be honored." Deedo curtsied with her head held low, shortly and courier delivered a missive, handing it to King Alistair the courier bowed and excused himself.

Upon reading the wax seal, "This for Templar Cullen." Alistair excused himself and headed to rest.

The sun was high in the sky as Deedo lay in her bed, the others were just getting up and Deedo halted them all. "We are not leaving until later today or tomorrow. Cullen my dear this is for you," Pulling the official letter from under her pillow Cullen looked it over with a puzzled expression he read the contents twice over, "I'm being sent to Kirkwall. Order from the Knight – Commander."

Deedo quipped up excitedly, "My Dear that is actually very fortuitous, Yourself, Jowan and the Twins can head there." The twin Wood elves looked to each other and Tenkou immediately voiced her opinion, "I wish to stay with you!"

Deedo smiled sitting up out stretched her arms welcoming the young Druid sweetly cupping her daughter's face in her hands, "My Love, my sweet little Tenkou, I want you to find Olett, I believe in you and I would never dream of sending you off if I knew we would never see each other again. You are the bravest girl I have ever known. You followed me this far, I want you to go and venture on your own, with your sister of course. I have the utmost faith that you can do this." Tenkou had tears in her eyes,

Deedo's words mean so much to her she nodded as best she could. "Shall we ready for the King's coronation?" Tenkou and the others nodded in agreement, presenting themselves in grand fashion that made Leliana believe that the Norrathian's are the most Royal of Royals, all eyes were on the guest of the King.