K.C's notes: WOW! I'm so pleased with the amount of PMs I received after the last chapter. I'm so happy some of you are reading and enjoying the worry. There are some epic fights in this chapter and an unexpected surprise! (Warning: things get a bit gross but it's necessary for the study).
Chapter 10: Revelations
Leliana fired the first sir into the darkspawn hoarde and a genlock fell to the floor dead with an arrow buried in it's eye. The rest of the hoarde seethed and rushed forward to fight. Iron Bull, despite his crippling pain was incredibly brave and drew his great-axe before limping towards the oncoming darkspawn - cleaving one of their heads off with one feely swoop. Iron Bull wanted to get close enough to Solas so that he could attempt to reason with his old friend, and apologise again for the events with the archon. But Darkspawn Solas had other ideas... The once-elf rushed through the mass of bodies and vaulted with expert precision over the head of a Hurlock Alpha, so that he bypassed Iron Bull completely and landed sadly in a dung pile in the middle of the mire. Some of the darkspawn stopped to point and laugh at Dolad but those ones who had loose concentration because of this event were quickly felled by Leliana's hail of arrows. Solas struggled to get free of the sticky unpleasant lung and Iron Bull came up on him from behind, still limping because of his destroyed pelvis.
"Solas! See reason and turn back to the path of goodness. You don't need to be a darkspawn, and please let us fix your ear. You must be in horrible pain." He produced a vial of healing elixir from a pouch in his harvest and threw it over to transfixed Solas. "Here, drink this, it'll help your pain!"
The bail broke upon contact with Dolad - magically shattered by the taint of his greying and horrible skin. The usually hamless liquid began to boil and fizz all over Solas's neck and lower jaw, causing him to howl in agony and start scrabbling frantically to get free. Iron Bull got all shocked and guilty and reached out a ginormous hand to pull Solas free of the dung pile. He shouted,
"What happened!? That's not normal, you need help! It's my fault that happened. I was trying to help but again i have failed you. I will punish myself later when we get back to Skyhold. I'm sure Ken will help me again if I pay him." But Solas wasn't listening and he leaned as far as he could towards Iron Bill's hand and have him a deep and infectious maggot bite. Recoiling, Iron Bull fell onto the wet ground and was swarmed by darkspawn. He screeched like a little girl and portered himself. But Leliana was onto it already. The Orlesian bard leapt into action and speared the nearest darkspawn with end of her bow. She had attached one of the knives from the Skyhold tavern onto the end of her bow in order to stab things when necessary. Several darkspawn bounced away and Leliana was able to rescue Iron Bull from the mess. Dolad began to struggle to get away from the dung pile completely and, as Leliana and Ironbull retreated strategically back to the cart, Solas did manage to free himself totally and began clawing his way over to the prison-cart.
A Hurlock Alpha and a Genlock Alpha had already begun beating the back of the cart in attempting to get to the imprisoned Grey Warden inside. When they realised that the cart was basically enchanted then they decided to turn to a more arcane and unusual option. In turns they began thrusting up onto the cart attempting to pierce it with their armoured penises. When this failed they kept doing it in the hope that when they eventfully climaxed it would melt a hole into the cart, through which the darkspawn could crawl and attack the Grey Warden within. Leliana saw the starts of this unholy orgy and began shaking Iron Bull with renewed fervour,
"We must not let them reach climax! If they do, then they'll burn a hole in the cart and unleash Blackwall! Help me, Bull!" And Leliana ran towards the mud pile, where Solas had freed himself from moments earlier. She jumped into the dung-mud-pile and began rolling around in it,
"Quick, make yourself as unappealing at possible so that the darkspawn cannot reach climaxblrgg..." The mud went into her mouth halfway through speaking, but Iron Bull understood the meaning! He leapt into the dung as well and stripped off his harness so it wouldn't get dirty. If the darkspawn were not turned on then they couldn't reach climax and burn their way through Blackwall's prison cart to free him. It was unknown why the sight of Leliana and Iron Bull would cause darkspawn to be turned on, but after looking at Dolad and seeing what he had become, the allies were taking no chances! They rolled until they were covered in dirt and fecal matter from unown origin. Then they got up and looked at each other for support and ideas of how to further their plan. Leliana ran over to the cart where over twenty five darkspawn were now thrusting away in rabid pleasure, their loincloths or armour cast to one side so that they could feel the shafts of their penises rubbing pleasurably against the newly oiled cart. They had raging boners now and were grunting and groaning in pain. Some had begun to pleasure each other to alleviate the burn of toxic love essence that was building in their blighted and corrupted testiculars. They moaned and humped each other mercilessly, vigorously, unstoppably and melodiously.
Leliana and Iron Bull looked on in horror, the Orlesian wiping dung from her eyes. They had to stop the orgy before the climax was reached! Grabbing Iron Bull by the jaw, Leliana pulled the Qunari into prime position to be seen by the darkspawn and began dancing and screaming in a dreadful and banshee like manner. Iron Bull followed suit and began spanking Leliana as well for added effect. The darkspawn turned to look one by one and were so horrified at the sight of two unwashed, dung-pile infested, hideous thighs writhing and hollering so weirdly in front of them that several of them went soft at the sight alone and began to wither and die (this is what happens if you interrupt a darkspawn having sex). But some of the others were undeterred and began to shoot their semen all over the cart, melting it slowly. Solas was also buggering a darkspawn, at the same time as the darkspawn buggered one of the fittings on the cart. His acidic semen spewed into the darkspawn's rectum when he came - yelling elven profanities - and rapidly killed the darkspawn. The poison, acid emission of lust and sodomy burned it's way through the creature's rectal walls, into his bowels, through his large intestine and liver into his stomach, up his esophagus and out of his mouth, creating a hosepipe of semen from a now burning mass of dessicated darkspawn corpse. The cart began to fall apart and from within, Blackwall emerged...
...He was drowsy. And thirsty. And altogether angry and booze-free. Through the blur of newly found sobriety his dark eyes caught a glimpse of Soulas. Blackwall ripped his jacket off in a wordless expression of rage and,given that he had been disarmed by Josephine and the others back at Skyhold, picked up a tree branch with which to defend himself against the rutting darkspawn hoarde. The surrounding areas were dripping in sexy-spew. Blackwall looked baffled. He saw Solas running towards him and the battle began.
Miles away in Emprise du Lion, Dorian and the Dracoman had reached the gates of Suledin Keep high up above the Sahrnia quarry. Dorian found the new sensation of galloping a strange one but he was glad he had legs again and was amazed with the swiftness of his movement now that he had the dracolisk's body. He was less pleased about the tail as it felt weird brushing against his back legs and his rear all the time. As for his own body, with the dracolisk head attached to it (which he has unaffectionately dubbed 'The Dracoman'), the creature seemed altogether unimpressed with its existence and was attempting to bite Dorian at every available opportunity. Given that he had no arms anymore, Dorian lamented that he could not gag or bridle the creature into inhostility and silence; some of the noises it was making were bloodcurdling and made him uncomfortable. The creature was also unused to such constant stimulation of its nether regions (now that it needed to sit wide-legged in order to ride on Dorian's back) and so had given Dorian's body an unexpected and constant erection for the last ten miles. Dorian hung his head in despair at the Dracoman's ridiculousness and began to headbutt the door of Suledin Keep to illicit an answer. After a few moments, the door swung open. Dorian was about to speak when an unfriendly face appeared high up in the doorway. It was one of the Venatori! Suledin Keep had fallen to Corypheus! Dorian tried to gallop away but the Dracoman fell from his back due to his sudden and unpredictable movement. It hissed and writhed on the floor before spitting at the Venatori and rushing him with toothy maw wide. The Venatori staggered back at the site of the angry Dracoman and began to flee.
Dorian saw his chance. With his strange appearance...and that of the Dracoman...they could single handedly storm Suledin Keep, free it from the Venatori and REGAIN IT FOR THE INQUISITION! He galloped inside and began kicking Venatori agents. An unlikely alliance had been formed between man and beast.
Victory in the West was on its way!
K.C's notes: Hope you liked it. I think the next chapter will deal with Blackwall and Solas's fight, Dorian in Suledin Keep and Svetlana back in Fort Revasan with Corypheus. We also learn a little more about Corypheus in the next check!