Chapter 13
Parvuils 1
North Road
Dear Falon,
It rained today. We took shelter in a nearby cave. When it had come to a drizzle we headed out again. Both Leliana and Alistair tell me that it will take about three to four days to get to Redcliff, depending on the weather and events that happen along the way. When Morrigan began at Alistair again I thought to stop her but Leliana stopped me from doing anything.
"So, you and Alistair?" she asked with a smile. I flipped to the back of this journal and wrote that last night meant nothing; that I was hurting and he was just being a friend. She nodded but I could tell she was unconvinced. I fell back to walk next to Sten, hoping his silence would be relaxing and comforting. Only, at that moment he chose not to be silent.
"I don't understand you look like a woman." I wrote to Sten: "I am a woman, Sten,"
"Then it follows that you cannot be a Grey Warden."
"Why is that?"
"Women are priests, artisans, shopkeepers or farmers, they don't fight." I sighed and looked at his disbelieving eyes. I fought him about that and he went on to say that people do not get to choose who they are. Believe me, I know about being a victim of choice. But I merely said, in a calm voice, "Life is like a card game, Sten." He gave me a look of confusion so I continued. "We cannot change the cards we are dealt. However, we may decide what to do with them." He only responded, "Can we? We'll see." He was silent after that.
We ran into a couple of wolves later on but they went down quickly. Though one got my arm with a scratch but I was fine. Not much action happened after that. I bandaged it later and wanted Morrigan to heal it, but she is not a healer, only her mother was and never bothered to teach her.
Alistair's turn to cook tonight and I wish I was a mage just so I could have absolute no feeling on my tongue and no taste. Maker, he's a good fighter but when it comes to the affairs of the cooking pot . . . um . . . no. Even Leliana went to bed without dinner. I only ate because of the new Grey Warden hunger. Don't get me wrong, I always did eat a lot, considering I have a high metabolism, but now I am even hungrier. I think he and I were the only ones who ate tonight. Sten took first watch then me next. From the way the clouds look I believe we will get more rain tomorrow, if not a storm. I believe I will ask Morrigan to form into a bird to search for a safe place for us.
Yours, Vercy