Our brontos have been pushed to the extreme when Leliana and Wynne finally stop for the night. As we dismount I tell them how much longer until we reach Alistair.
"We made camp around this area a week or two ago. Considering there are no enemies, we have a leader who knows what they're doing, and we're using brontos instead of walking; then, I'd say we'll catch up to the group tomorrow.". Tabris stumbles off of the bronto, leans on me heavily, and slurs a question at me.
"What's Alistair doing anyway?". I guide the woman to the ground and kneel down beside her. The elf sits on her ass and looks up at me with wide, glazed eyes.
"Alistair is camped outside the Broodmother's lair. Each day, he tried to get Oghren, Sten, himself, and me to defeat it. Nothing worked and Sten left, so now he just sits outside the gate and goes through supplies. I'm not sure what he's trying to accomplish: if anything.". The elf frowns before collapsing backwards until she's lying down on her back. Leliana joins us and lies down beside the elf. Wynne, meanwhile, is complaining while setting up the camp completely by herself. I glance around the large, barren circle of land that's towering above a river of lava. Two bridges are the only way onto where we are. Currently, Duncan is patrolling the way we're going to go tomorrow. I flick my wrist and an invisible glyph forms along the lip of the bridge that we used to cross onto the land. Perfect. For now.
Tabris POV:
My friend stands and gives the entire camp a warning.
"I've made a magical trap along the bridge we just came across. Don't cross it, or you'll trigger it.". Everyone grumbles a response. I'm still sitting on the ground and trying to think of a way to kill a Broodmother. Suddenly, Leliana's hands digging into my neck and back stop me. The human begins massaging me and I practically melt into her touch. Leliana giggles as I lean back into her and close my eyes. The bard gently rests her chin against my shoulder. I lean my head back onto my love's shoulder. Leliana kisses the side of my face. Morrigan ruins the moment by gagging and making her opinion on the situation known.
"I can't believe you've allowed yourself to distract from our current situation with such dalliance! Love is going to blind you and allow the Archdemon to rain destruction and misery down upon-". Leliana begins trying to rise, but I stop her by wrapping my arms around her and keeping her in place. Leliana turns her head towards mine to argue. Quickly, I likewise turn my head so our lips are brushing. Finally, I stop my love's complaints by kissing her as hard as I can. Leliana sees my challenge and takes control of the kiss. Automatically, her loving hands harden and wrap around to grab my tits. She doesn't really do anything beyond holding them and I don't get much pleasure from it.
Morrigan continues ranting for a few minutes before getting bored and walking away. I mentally praise myself for my wonderful thinking. If Morrigan and Leliana don't argue, then I've done something right. Slowly, Leliana ends the kiss/embrace and pulls away from me. I blow my love a kiss as she stands and goes over to help Wynne make camp. I attempt to get up and help, but I can't even stand up. I just keep heaving myself a few inches off of the ground before falling right back onto my ass. Eventually, I give up and just sit there. The rest of the night is mostly a blur of Leliana dragging me here and there before making me eat or use the restroom or do whatever I need to do.
Morrigan's spell is still screwing with my mind. The strongest memories I have are my face collapsing into my soup (which Leliana cleaned up for me), attempting to piss while still in my pants (which Leliana quickly took off of me), and trying to sleep while on top of Leliana (which Leliana tolerated until I started drooling). Now the spell is slowly wearing off and I'm coming back to my senses for a few hours as I did earlier. Leliana is pinning me to the ground and lying on top of me. I also notice I'm naked and wrapped up tightly in a blanket. I try to move my arms and legs, but quickly realize I'm swaddled like a baby. I pout and whisper my question in Leliana's ear.
"Why am I swaddled?". My love groans and moans before answering.
"You wouldn't stop playing with me, or yourself.". My face briefly flushes before my loopiness overrides my embarrassment. I ask Leliana another question.
"What time is it?". More mumbling and grumbling as she nuzzles her head against my chest before answering.
"Almost time to get up. You've been asleep for a few hours.". I shake my head before realizing she isn't looking at me.
"No, I haven't. I've been awake this entire time.". Leliana groans.
"No. You fell asleep after you ate, after you peed, and after you started slobbering on me. You've been drifting in and out of sleep since we took you off the bronto.". I keep arguing, but eventually I start to realize it's true. I've been falling asleep ever since Leliana dragged me over to the campfire to eat dinner. Honestly, it makes sense. It also explains the huge gaps in my memory and why I only remember 'Leliana'. Leliana was the only one caring for me. Morrigan and Wynne are my friends, but neither of them would be willing to clean my genitals up if I ended up pissing my pants. Well, Wynne might be willing. I just wouldn't be as comfortable with her seeing my naked glory as I would Leliana. Somehow, a grandmother figure is less relaxing than a wife figure when it comes to 'clean up piss'.
My thinking is interrupted by Leliana heaving me up. I blink and realize I must have fallen asleep. My love untangles me from my blanket, dresses me, and begins ushering me outside the tent. The campfire is messy and it's clear my four companions have already eaten breakfast. I start to mumble a complaint when Leliana passes me off to Morrigan. Instinctively, I shy away from the witch. Morrigan frowns before forcing an apple to my mouth. I hear myself whimper while trying to backwardly fight my way to Leliana's side. Morrigan's sinewy fingers dig into the back of my scalp and I'm forced to either stop fighting, or have my hair ripped out.
Obviously, I stop fighting. That gives Morrigan enough time to use the apple to force my jaws apart. The sweet fruit is shoved in between my teeth and Morrigan removes her hand. I stand there with my face stuffed by an apple and resembling a roasted hog. Morrigan nods in approval before cracking the top of my head. My teeth connect and a chunk of apple remains in my mouth. Morrigan gives me some friendly advice as she bends down to retrieve the apple (her other hand still twined in my hair).
"I'd suggest chewing that up instead of spitting it out.". I look to see Leliana and Wynne packing up the brontos as Leliana screams at Morrigan.
"You know that's not what I meant by 'get some food in her'!". Morrigan ignores Leliana, so I quickly begin eating what is apparently my breakfast. Morrigan picks the dirty apple up and blows on it to clean it. The woman eyes me and barely waits for me to finish my mouthful before pushing the food up to me again. While she forcibly feeds me my food I hear her mumble a response to Leliana yelling at her.
"Consider yourself lucky I don't shove a carrot up her ass and say it's done. Food's in her. Technically right.". I eat quicker at the unspoken threat of getting a vegetable shoved up my asshole if I take too long. Thankfully, Leliana and Wynne begin riding towards us just as Morrigan has shoved the last piece of an apple into my mouth. However, Leliana still doesn't look pleased as she picks me up and begins riding our bronto away. I can't help noticing she doesn't give Morrigan enough time to hop on with us. So, the witch is forced to share her bronto with Duncan and Wynne.
I'm sure she's complaining or someone's talking to someone, but I mentally decide to take the day off. I rest my head against Leliana's back and start humming to her. Leliana makes sure that I know my humming is appreciated. "Very nice.". Well, kind of. Honestly, she might just be saying that to avoid me saying anything embarrassing or secret. Although, it wouldn't be my fault if I did. I didn't ask for this spell to make me loopy.
Suddenly, the brontos are yanked into a halt. I cling to Leliana as she slides off of our steed. My human love turns around while grappling to pull me off of her. Reluctantly, I allow Leliana to take my hands in hers. Shockingly, Leliana sweeps me off of my feet and holds me like I'm a bride. I smile and look up at my love's face. It's red and puffed due to the fact she's struggling to hold me; however, she still doesn't put me down. I make a kissing noise up at her before placing my head against her breast. Leliana manages a weak smile before stumbling over to Morrigan, Duncan, and Wynne.
"Leliana, stop spoiling her!". I roll my head once to see it's Morrigan speaking, then return my face to Leliana's clothed tit. Leliana instantly argues.
"She looks so happy!". I reach upwards and place my hands on either side of Leliana's face. I add fuel to the flame of the argument by encouraging Leliana.
"I think it's romantic. Like you're carrying me off to bed to-". Leliana makes shushing noises and slightly shakes me. Morrigan makes a disgusted noise while Wynne decides we've wasted enough time.
"Both of you need to focus on what's important here. Now, why did you demand we stop?". I roll my head again to see that Wynne is talking to Morrigan. The dark witch in question points northward and I look at where she's pointing. A single tremendous door is open with darkness within.
"Alistair's camp is gone. That means he's inside trying to fight the Broodmother. Judging from the silence; it either went perfectly, or they're about to be killed.". I begin kicking and flailing in Leliana's arms as I form a plan in my skull. Leliana drops me to the ground and I struggle up to my knees. Leliana mumbles something that sends a pang of guilt through me.
"Like taking care of a damned baby.". I begin crawling away as quickly as I can while all three of them are busy with their current conversation.
"Should we go in and help?". I can't tell if it's Wynne or Leliana that asks the question, but I can tell it's Morrigan who answers.
"And get ourselves killed? We're a dog, two mages, a rogue, and a drugged warrior!". I'm halfway to the door as Morrigan keeps talking.
"If she wasn't out of her mind, then we might stand a chance. Right now we don't. Wynne has no armor, my offensive spells burn through my mana instantly, Duncan is a dog, and your bow is pathetic. Tabris is the meat of the meal; the muscle of the group. Without her we're toast.". Duncan begins barking and I speed up my crawling. I reach the entrance and push myself onto my feet. Leliana realizes Duncan's barking.
"What are-". Another important question overrides the current one. "Where's Tabris?!". Morrigan screams as I charge into the abyss with my sword drawn.
Note/Apology: There was actually a chapter in between this chapter and the other one. I made a mistake and deleted it to write this one. I only discovered my mistake when everything was done. Hence, the large skip. I'm sorry, but I won't make this mistake in the future. All that was missed was Morrigan testing how deeply the relationship between Leliana and the warden is. Anyway, updates might be a little random; however, I promise Denerim's Shadow will be updated.
Other Note: 'Denerim's Shadow's' sequel (set in Dragon Age 2) will be done differently. It'll be done in five tremendously long chapters. A single chapter for every Act/DLC. Each chapter will be released every one or two weeks. That's all.