Once again I want to thank those who've favorited,subcribed, and reviewed. Reviews especially inspire me to put more of my free time aside to write this. Oh and I bought a Dragon Age t-shirt. My obession is offcially hardcore now. xD
"Oh look customers." The warden heard while walking into Wade's Emporium. "How may I help you today… " Herren the merchant leered. The warden quickly browsed of what there was to offer, while the three companions who followed her into town, Alistair, Morrigan and Leliana waited anxiously. Alistair was particularly fidgety, Leliana was dead silent, and both of them were unsure if they were ready for their individual quests ahead.
Leliana was becoming especially inpatient with the warden. Finally had they made it to Denerim after killing Flemeth of all things? The trip was so unnecessarily off trail, and for what reward? Appeasing Morrigan? Wasn't it of greater importance to seek out Marjolaine? The bard remembered when they returned to camp bruised, exhausted and the witch swept the precious dalish away to her secluded tent. The bard found herself incredibly lonely for no good reason, but she saw the smiles on both the warden and witch's faces and felt impeccably jealous of their strengthened friendship. Even more so then when she saw Alistair and the girl whisper and laugh.
"They are strange those two," Wynne commented noticing Leliana's glare. "But they are similar. Both of them are outcasts of human society, and both of them experience new things everyday in comparison to what we find normal."
"Mmm yes exotic beauties one would say." The blonde antivan teased.
"Do you mind Zevran?" the bard softly snapped at the man sitting across the fire who was taken a back and responded "I'm sorry Leliana, did I push a button? I certainly did not mean to," he smiled, "or did I ?" Leliana flushed and felt compelled to throw something at the crow. "Just ignore him." The elderly mage requested softly, and then sighed out with irritation, "anyway I understand how the two can be such close friends, and it's good that someone can trust Morrigan and what we did today… Killing Flemeth I mean insures that we have a very deadly force on our side, and I'm sure the warden wishes to help you next."
"I should have been helped first." Leliana mumbled just beyond the grasp of Wynne's ears.
"Or maybe we will see Alistair's sister or find Sten's sword next, the warden wishes to help all of us she is very generous, perhaps she saw Flemeth as a stronger threat…" Leliana cut her off, "Then Marjolaine? Hah. Flemeth just wanted Morrigan; as you heard her say she didn't even want to fight us, but we had too."
"Yes lying to Morrigan about Flemeth would have been disgraceful of the warden. I'm glad she made that choice even if it wasn't the easiest route."
Leliana looked away from the mage. "I'm sorry, that my past affairs… I'm sorry that all of us had to become knotted in it."
"It's ok , what matters is that you've found a healthier path in life." Leliana smiled. "May I ask, who Marjolaine was exactly?" The mage asked tenderly, while Leliana stared at the fire and responded, "She was my mentor in the bard arts." Leliana sniffled.
"I am not naive, Leliana. I know it has to be more than that in order for you to be so upset." Leliana was quiet pondering whether to answer the elder woman. "I am not as matronly as I may appear to be to Alistair," Wynne chuckled, " I know the heartbreak that fervor can bring, and the pain from the lost of a love one, even if it's one that you couldn't grow to love." Wynne frowned shortly for her lost son, "but I did not consider the consequences."
"It wasn't like that," Leliana blurted defensively, "I wanted to help her, and I tried to protect her."
"And you did something rash and didn't think about the penalties."
"I would hardly call my action rash." Leliana mumbled, reflecting on opening the envelope…
"Regardless if they where or not, I wish to advise you to be careful." Wynne looked at Alistair. "He loves her." Wynne went quiet when she heard the armor dalish elf's footsteps grow close. She was also accompanied by the swamp witch, who began to prepare dinner. "I thought it was Alistair's turn to prepare dinner." Wynne noted.
"If you would prefer I could allow Alistair to cook one of his creations." Morrigan snorted.
"Be nice you promised," the warden whispered to the witch, who groaned in response as the warden sat next to Leliana and flashed a smile at the red head.
"Leliana," the holler pulled the bard out of her memories. "Yes…" she questioned.
"I need your measurements, darling." Wade cooed. Leliana flushed and responded clueless, "What for?"
"Have you not been listening?" Morrigan snarled, "The warden is commissioning drake scale armor for you."
"Oh thank you." The bard and elf smiled at each other. Disgusted Morrigan teased, "Yes, Leliana has to look her prettiest to confront her former… tutor."Leliana glared at Morrigan as she followed Wade into the back; Alistair snickered. The other three waited until they heard Wade announce loudly, "Such a perfect figure!" Leliana giggled, "You must have many men following you at your heels, I'm envious."
"Oh, you flatter me." They heard Leliana respond modestly, "I have thick thighs."
"No she doesn't" The elf said aloud to herself. Alistair flushed furiously, "Wait how would you know?!" He asked. The elf also went colored while Morrigan laughed and teased, "They bathe together, I thought everyone knew."
"Wait they what?! You… your… going to have to explain this to me later." The elf looked at him and joked, "You would like that wouldn't you." Morrigan rose an eyebrow at the dalish's rare expressed public flirtation. Leliana returned and Alistair stumbled over his own thoughts and excused himself outside. "What's his problem?" The bard asked. Morrigan laughed wickedly and followed Alistair outside, mocking him.
They visited the market where Leliana asked keenly if people had seen a woman fitting the description of Marjolaine. When they asked the orlesian shopkeeper she spoke of a fellow orlesian woman who fit the description, and had bought many candles and lotion complaining about the smell of Ferelden.
"That must be her." Leliana said turning to the warden, after buying a few soaps from the shopkeeper in thanks.
"We shall confront her tomorrow then; it's already turning into the evening." The warden replied while Leliana frowned in disappointment. Alistair tapped the warden's shoulder, "That's my sisters house, can we go inside." He asked pointing to a house in the distance. Tired the elf replied, "Shouldn't you go in by yourself."
"No." Alistair frowned, "I need you to go with me. So … lets go… see my sister. Hmm that sounds weird sisterrrrrrrr." The elf laughed as they walked to the house leaving Morrigan and Leliana to wait.
"So Morrigan…" Leliana asked in almost a whisper.
"No! I do not want a change in wardrobe!" The witch said quickly in defense. Leliana blushed, "No it isn't about that… I have a question if you would allow yourself to entertain me for a second."
"Although the last thing I wish to do is amuse you," The witch muttered, "but yes, go ahead and ask your question." The bard went quiet. "Well what is it?" Morrigan insisted.
"Do you think Alistair and her are..."
"Romantically involved?" Morrigan finished. Leliana nodded. "Why are you asking me, I thought she discussed such girlish matters with you?" Leliana didn't respond. "Well it does seem that way sometimes. If she is not talking to one of us she is usually with him… keeping guard in the forest." Leliana frowned. "Tis it not obvious?" Morrigan was curious now.
"She says she… that she doesn't like him that way."
"I don't understand what difference does it make? They are the last two wardens, he is the son of a bastard king, and she a wild untamed dalish. It is like one of your bard tales… and yet you are resentful." Morrigan's eyes widened in realization, "You are jealous!" The witch laughed. "The flirting and stares I thought it was just your way of being comical. Oh that is priceless a former chantry girl is smitten with a pagan dalish in forbidden love." Leliana looked away from the black haired woman who was muttering hilarities to herself and saw the warden and Alistair outside of the house they had just entered. Alistair had an evident look of pain on his face. They spoke for perhaps a minute or two before Alistair pulled the elf in and kissed her. Leliana's fist curled. "That is disgusting." Morrigan said to herself.
"Yes it is." Leliana agreed. But the elf had pushed herself from Alistair and was walking quickly to the other women. "Let's go, get rooms" she ordered red and bitter.
When I first played Dragon age I thought it was weird when Wynne started critisizing me for being with Leliana because she was already hurt before; it didn't really occur to me that Wynne and Leliana must have talked alone at camp. I also thought it was really weird that the only character that really confronted Morrigan about her mom was Shale... (lol) So yeah. And as for the kiss with Alistair... I did kiss him after his sister yelled at him and Leliana was there and it was the first time I tried to kiss him in public so I didn't know she would actually get mad. I was like "oops"o3o'