Dragons and Thrones: An Unusual Union
Chapter 29 of my crossover story, enjoy.
Reviews
Marina Ka-Fai: Yeah, it was a pretty scary situation, but they survived and made it safely to Winterfell.
Boris Yeltsin: Thanks :)
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it, yeah, it was scary, but they made it at least, and in one piece, unhurt. Glad you liked that bit :)
wazzup11: Well, it's appeared before in this story, right in the first chapter, the prologue.
Wolfgirl2013: Thanks :)
Now onto the story.
Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin. Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.
Solas
Solas sighed as he looked around the ship while walking along the deck. He gently ran his hand over the railing at the side of the ship. He had to admit, he was worried, he wasn't sure exactly what he hoped to find.
'What am I looking for in Westeros; what will I find there?' He thought to himself. 'Will it be the answers I seek, will I find what I've lost?'
He had to admit, he had no idea where to start, where his search would take him. He considered what Illyrio had told him about this land of Westeros.
He narrowed his eyes as he considered. 'A land of many feudal lords, it sounds much like Thedas but without magic, or Elves, Dwarves…Qunari…But still, it seems to have the same issues, the same problems, the same…cruel treatment of those, the nobles, of those they deem…lesser than themselves.'
He frowned darkly at that; however he tempered it with the same knowledge that made Thedas bearable for him.
'There are those, few and far between but they are there, those who at least don't treat their underlings like…dirt.'
He just hoped the people he met were like this. Right now however, the only thing they knew was they were going in the right direction, west, they had no idea where they were going to end up however.
He stopped and stared up at the night sky, allowing a smile to grace his lips. It was a clear night, beautiful, the stars shone overhead and there was a full moon.
He let out a soft sigh. 'A beautiful night; but still, with no guidance we are lost, we must seek some sign…'
He shook his head, as one of the Elves approached him.
"Solas; where do we go from here?" She said. "We know we are seeking this land of Westeros, its name gives us obvious direction. But where in Westeros are we going?"
Solas replied calmly. "Truthfully, I don't know, but I have hopes to find some answers soon enough…Perhaps, perhaps the Fade will aid me."
The Elf looked at him strangely and he shook his head. "It's alright, don't worry about it."
With that he politely excused himself; the other Elves watched him go, but said nothing. They knew he had to be exhausted from the exertions of the magic he used. He went below deck to the cabin which had been set aside for him; he carefully set down his staff next to the bed and sat down upon it.
'That…that young man I saw in my dreams in the Fade, perhaps he is the key, the one I seek…I have to find him again.' He thought.
With that he lay down and drifted off to sleep, casting his mind into the Fade once more.
He could feel it as his mind drifted; something was terribly wrong. He had done this several times before, mostly in his pursuit of knowledge long lost and forgotten. He slept, using his magic to consciously navigate through his dreams, going deep into the Fade.
Aided by Spirits, some of which he even considered as friends. Yet something felt off; there seemed to be some sort of distortion in the Fade, his efforts were more taxing. He focused, using a little more of his magic.
Still he was careful. 'I cannot use much more, otherwise the Demons will be drawn…This young man, where is he?'
He wasn't sure who this person was, only that they were from Westeros; he had to find out more. He also felt something important about this person; they were involved in whatever was going on.
'He might also be the key to all of this; the hope we need. I must learn more about him. When I tried to talk to him the first time…He didn't understand, but still, I felt it, he must be the one.'
Finally he felt the familiar pull of energy, the one he felt before when he had last felt the young man within the Fade. He made to move towards it but then stopped. He watched in horror as he saw the young man again, but he wasn't alone. He was facing a large shadowy figure. One that exuded terrible malevolence and evil; the giant figure was menacing the boy, threatening him.
Solas quickly used his magic to gather what information he could as quickly as possible.
Seeing the danger he knew he had no choice. "RUN!"
The boy thankfully listened and ran, rushing up the stone steps that lay ahead. The shadowy figured turned, the red orbs that made the figures eyes narrowed in a glare. Solas quickly pulled away, jerking awake with a gasp.
He fought to catch his breath, never before had he felt such terrible darkness from a single being.
'Who was that; such great evil…He must be, is he the one behind this, the merging?' He thought to himself. 'Still, it wasn't a completely waste, I found what I need, but I must hurry; the threat that being poses cannot be ignored.'
He quickly stood up, picking up his staff and made his way hurriedly back up on deck. He looked around, the Elves were continuing to operate the ship, he could see land ahead, he made his way up to the helm.
"Is that Westeros ahead?" He asked the Elf at the wheel.
The Elf nodded. "It must be; where do we land?"
Solas pondered the information he garnered about the land from the boy's mind. The nearest location to where this boy was located.
"We seek White Harbour, home of a noble house called Manderly. We'll know them by their banner; it will show a white merman with dark green hair, beard and tail, carrying a black trident, over a blue-green field."
The Elf at the wheel nodded and they continued sailing. Solas hoped desperately that they were not too late.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
Well, that's the last Solas chapter, only Varric's last chapter to go.