What can eight Grey Wardens, most of whom are new recruits, do against a Blight? Save the world if they have to, or go down trying. During such times they must name a new King, or two, and stop a civil war from tearing Ferelden apart. Easy, right? If you're in the habit of creating miracles. Which they must do now, before Ferelden falls to the darkness.

Wynne and Sten spend some quality time together.

Magic is power. Love transcends power. Protect your loved ones by any means necessary. Inquisitor Lambert Hawke and his husband, Fenris Lethandralis, take on Corypheus, Castellum Tenebris and fight slavery in Tevinter. They are helped by Anders, Dorian, Rylock, Vivienne, Varric, Krem and Miriam. But the other Magisters Sidereal, Fen'Harel and the Qunari are waiting in the wings.

[Currently remastering] Hawke's as much a mage as Fenris is an elf: it's complicated. Another thing they have in common is they have broken hearts. Lastly, they both share the opinion that the other is kind of annoying (this a widely held opinion). A story about coming together by being apart, about memory and meaning, and about when to shut up.

Fenris, captain of Starkhaven's White Guard and the dearest friend of that country's prince, has arrived in the kingdom of Kirkwall with a retinue of noble-born guards and a carriage brimming with lavish gifts. How else to win over the hearts of a suspicious mountain people who would rather break teeth on stone than accept the prince of Starkhaven stealing away their heir princess?

Sera might have been eager to race the Inquisitor to her chambers, but when she sees the opulence of the rooms in question, she can't help wondering how compatible she and the Inquisitor really are.

Contents of this fic: 1 Zevran: smooth as all-get-out, miserable, and totally unused to kindness. 1 Rhodri: appallingly awkward, embarrassingly kind, laughs at own jokes. Mix the two gently and carefully until combined, and point and laugh/despair (delete as applicable) at their boundless foolishness for added flavour.

Marcus Venier is a young student from Canada, who jumps off a waterfall and falls into another world entirely. Markus Venier is a young Templar from the Dales, who fails to prevent the death of the Most Holy. I am the man born of their convergence. I am the Inquisitor. And this tale is mine to tell.

Ennaly Lavellan never thought much about the other Elven mage in her party. Yet he is the one that can help her understand this mark on her hand. At his wicked words, her viewpoint changes. As a spark of interest starts to grow in her, he seems to disregard her again. Wasn't he here to help her understand everything more instead of less? If only Solas was more in tune with her.

In Dragon 9:27, Anders escaped the Circle and fell in love with apostate Caitlyn Hawke. He was recaptured, but not before leaving her with a permanent "memento," a child whose existence motivates them to do whatever it takes for mage rights. But as Caitlyn and Anders walk a path to the High Seat of Kirkwall and then war, they must take care not to lose themselves. DA2 & M-T War AU.

Canon takes a brick in the face by the name of Carver Hawke. Or: The "modern character in Thedas" trope done a liiiittle differently. Maker have mercy on us all. Or: I can't find a fic where the transmigrated modern figure in Thedas actually massively changes canon from DAO to DAI, so I write it myself.

As a scout of the Nightingale, Sparrow went about her duties obediently enough: doing exactly as she was told, never to influence events by herself. She trained herself to be detached from any emotions or thoughts about her work, lest they affect her performance. But the explosion at the Temple of Sacred Ashes, and the events that follow it, make detachment a bit too difficult.

Mina Hawke's arrival in Kirkwall brought Varric all the excitement and fame and fortune he was looking for ... and a few things he hadn't expected. The other story Varric could never tell.

Solas pines for Evelyn Trevelyan but denies himself, even more so now that she has moved on to Iron Bull. Then, during camp, he happens upon the two in a private moment. But is it as private as he thinks? (F!Trevelyan/Iron Bull/Solas) (Revised and reposted.)

Sebastian has captured Hawke after taking the Starkhaven throne, hoping to lure out Anders to bring them both to trial for their crimes. Being held captive on a ship heading towards Starkhaven isn't exactly a vacation for Hawke, but it gives both Sebastian and him time to reflect on their past friendship before it all came crashing down. Hawke x Anders Handers

Anders has a few concerns about his Warden Commander-like how an elf learned how to use Templar abilities, and how she seems too good to be true. (Anders was a fly in her web, unaware of the spider lurking closer and closer-)

Julius Cousland barely survives Arl Howe's attack, and it's not without losing everything first, and twice. He brings together a ragged band to face down the Blight, and along the way each of them finds something to replace all that has been taken.

Amaryllis is nine years old when she dies, or at least, she thinks she has. Until the next moment, when she opens her eyes and realizes she's lying on the forest floor, naked. Not knowing what to do or where she is, she walks, hoping to find someone who can help her, when she stumbles upon these people with big, strange colored eyes, and ears like she has never seen before.

In 9:40 Dragon, a squad of templars leave Kirkwall on a mission to recover a group of escaped apostates.

An Inquisitor who doesn't want to be Inquisitor and a rogue and thief who will tempt your fate. What more do you need?

A story about Solas and inquisitor Lavellan's thoughts and feelings through time, focused on their exchanged glances, shared touches and their relationship.

Esta es una historia que relata los pensamientos y sentimientos entre Solas y Lavellan, sus miradas intercambiadas, roces compartidos y cómo su relación fue cambiando a lo largo del tiempo.

Had the years warped his memories, turned the girl he knew as a boy into something she never was? Something greater? The fear drilled into his heart by the demon wasn't enough to erase his desire for her, it intertwined, became something else, ground into his heart like a painful blister, unable to pop. Kena Amell, the woman he always wanted, but could never have. *Dark Slowburn

Azoth Surana grew up in the Denerim Alienage and he never imagined leaving it nor the people there. However, fate would force his hand first with a quest of vengeance, and then one to save the world. A world he's not entirely certain is worth saving.

A ship crashes through the tumbling waves of the Nocene Sea, beyond the northern shores of Tevinter.