Sorry I have not updated in a while, I have been recovering from illness but also I have been rearranging a few plots I want to include in the story. Thank you for all the views and favourites :D you guys are awesome! Hope you enjoy and I will frequently be uploading once again. -
A figure sat in the corner of the small empty tavern, their head hung low as a hood covered the rest of their features. However it was quite evident that this person was no human. Glancing nervously to the figure the inn keeper cleared his throat before placing yet another mug of ale in front of the figure hovering for a moment to see if any conversation was to had but he was only welcomed by another silver coin being pushed across the table between them.
Pulling the ale more towards her, Tama gazed quietly watching the ripples run through the foam of the ale. She had no clue where she was, if she was even still in Thedas. Sighing she rubbed her tired eyes, how long had she been riding? It was easy to lose count, if she could she would have continued to ride to the other side of the world, however when Dusty started to wobble on his hooves she thanked the heavens when a small tavern came into view. Tama could not help but smile softly as she recalled the moment she named her ride, everyone else had given theirs' names seemingly straight away, but it had taken her all this time and of course running away from the shit storm she had left to finally name her steed.
Taking a sip of the ale she wiped her mouth against her sleeve as some escaped from her lips. Her eyes burned again, wiping them once more she bit her lip as she realised this was not the burning from being tired, no this was from wanting to cry. No. She had left them. They were more than capable of running things themselves. Taking another drink she could not help her mind from wandering back to Skyhold, her friends and to a certain big idiot.
"You stayin' the night love?" a soft aged voice spoke.
Looking up Tama noticed the old woman was actually speaking to her. Tama smiled softly, "If there is room?" she replied, thankful her accent was not as pronounced as when she first started to speak in the common tongue.
"Of course love." the woman smiled, "No others here. Can have the big room if ya want." That made Tama chuckle, it was quite evident that the tavern did not get as many customers as it was seemed to have been built for. Before she could answer the woman seemed to let out a deafening roar, "Fergus! Get that beef on the stove, we got us a guest!" Tama could only watch as the woman walked away, humans still baffled her. One moment they seemed vulnerable, weak then out of nowhere they bounce back. Going back to her drink, Tama sat back and watched the woman hurrying along busying herself with tasks for the evening meal.
The scratching of ink against paper could only be heard through the bedchamber as Varric hurriedly scribbled a message. Folding it down into a small square he hurried himself to the tower. Luckily Ileana had given him permission to use the messenger birds for his business ventures however at this moment he was using them for a more important purpose. Shushing the birds as they made sure his entrance was known, he placed the message onto the smallholding on the bird's foot and watched it fly away on its normal route through the skies of Thedas. Turning Varric sent a silent pray up to the heavens, looking back he watched the bird disappear in the distance. "Hopefully Hawke will find a way." he muttered quietly to himself as he made his way back to his chamber.
"You are not searching far enough." Bull snarled as he watched Solas and Cole prepare for another night of venturing the fade, "Hell take me." he stood up to his full height, his voice seeming to bounce off the walls surrounding them, "I will help."
Solas could only sigh in defeat as once again, like previous nights, he found himself battling Bull. "Do I have to repeat myself everytime." he frowned, leaning on his staff as he watched Bull pace back and forth, "I have explained and I shall explain again. You can not search the fade like myself and Cole are able too." that earned him a growl from an already annoyed Bull, "Listen." Solas pleaded once more, "It is quicker with just me and Cole. Plus we do not want you attracting demons." He rubbed at his temple as a small headache made it's appearance.
"Solas is right Bull. We are quicker. We will find her." Cole tried to reassure him. He could feel the pain radiating from Bull, from all of them. Everyone was suffering their own kind of pain at Tama leaving and of course the spirit was not going to let them suffer. He had to find Tama. He had to find his friend.
Throwing his arms in the air in defeat Bull stormed out of the tower, slamming the door behind him which made the whole room shake. "We will find her won't we?" Cole spoke quietly looking to Solas.
"We will. Even if it is a small trace, we will find something."
The humming of a voice filled the room making Tama growl in frustration as she buried her head further into the animal furs on the bed she was sleeping. She could not help but smile at herself as the humming stopped, however that was short lived as once again the humming returned, louder and more out of tune.
"I did not call for a bard." Tama growled turning over trying to mentally get away from the annoying humming.
"I am better than any bard." she heard the humming voice return before resuming the awful attempt at humming a tune.
Growling Tama opened her eyes and stared out of the window she was now facing. It was still dark outside but she could just make out the start of the morning light trying to peek through the night sky. The humming intensified. "I will shove my foot down your throat in a moment." she rolled her eyes as she heard a rich chuckle break the humming.
Sighing she turned over and stared at the person sitting in the corner, seemingly relaxed as their sword lay to at their side. The clothing she noticed looked a little weathered, bringing her eyes further up she noticed that it was also followed by a weathered looking face.
"You look like nug shit." she smirked before forcing herself to sit up and begin dressing.
The figure shrugged before also standing and brushing the dust from their clothes. "So .. funny thing happened." the figure noticed they had Tama's full attention from the glare that was sent their way. "So I was walking, enjoying my solitude when all of a sudden I hear of an ox man staying here."
"You were just walking?" Tama raised an eyebrow in slight confusion whilst tightening the daggers to her side, "You are not one for walking Hawke."
There was the remarkable laughter of Hawke. The woman found a reason to laugh at absolutely anything. Even when it seemed to she was about to face death. "Yes. I walk Tama. You know the thing you do when you move one foot in front of the other." Hawke grinned as Tama growled her acceptance as she walked past and began leaving the inn. Catching up Hawke place a hand on Tama's shoulder. "Anyways back to my story." They both fell into step together as Hawke continued, "So of course I naturally had to come to slit your throat, but then I saw those two adorable ears and I knew it was you."
Tama turned in surprise and embarrassment as Hawke continued to ramble. "You do know you have the cutest ears and horns I have ever seen."
This is punishment. Tama thought looking up to the sky in defeat.
"Anyways … Where are we off too?"
"No where." Tama replied stalking her way to the stable where Dusty stood, once again covered in dust from head to toe.
"But aren't you doing that herald thingy." Hawke grabbed the own reins of her horse before jumping into the saddle, "I did not get the technicals of it. Varric kept it simple, bless his little stone heart." Hawke could not help but grin as she remembered her best friend and partner in crime.
"Aren't you supposed to be sitting on a throne, being bored to death?" Tama replied back, noticing the odd shuffle Hawke did before seemingly pushing her horse forward with force. Something was amiss …. Shaking her head Tama pulled her hood over her horns and brought Dusty into step with Hawke's ride. Both continued on in silence. Both pondering on where the hell they were going.
