The Mage's Sword

by ReptilesTheme

This is the backstory for Asala, written as part of a running story challenge I had with a friend. I posted it as is, as it is me creative liberties but mostly following canon characters. Mild violence and character death. Normal disclaimer applies

12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

"How long after the meeting with the Arishok did you leave for Ferelden?"

The mage is collecting his myriad of potions and poultices lying about the surface of the cave. If all goes well, we hope to leave this wretched place in day or two.

"Immediately. I only needed my sword nothing else."

"And how did you fare? Ferelden must have been overwhelming for a Qunari who had never left his own land.

I smile faintly. "It was indeed difficult. I trusted too much and not enough. I had enough sense to avoid big cities and large settlements. I traded what I could with merchants on the road. Information proved to be an expensive commodity. Only when I started travelling with the Warden many years later did I realise how dangerous my mission really was."

The mage shakes his head. "Is this how you found Adaar?"

"Yes. She was even more famous than the Arishok knew. Some likened her to Flemeth. Others believed she WAS Flemeth. I paid for information but it was riddled with hearsay and lore. I had to make do with what I was told, and eventually I reached the Kocari wilds."

The mage had stopped fiddling with his poultices, fascinated by my dream story.

"But the Kocari wild stretches for many miles, how would you have known how to find her?"

"I did not need to. She would find me. I was sure about that and I was right."