She had gotten herself into more than she bargained for, but she somehow wanted to impress this elf. She had stopped at the nearest well to clean herself off. He had said they were going to Hightown, and all she needed was the guards stopping her because of the blood that covered her.
"So what should I call you? My Savior?"She splashed her face and rubbed the water off to shake her head. Some beads of water ran down her short black hair and she wiped them away before stepping back from the well.
"Fenris." He was staring at her again, but it didn't make feel uncomfortable like it did when Anders looked at her.
"Do you not care to know my name?" She started to walk off in the direction he had told her. He was following close.
"I already know your name, Hawke. You were one of the only people that Anso recommended by name." She laughed at that. Anso had sent her into a trap unknowingly, but she imagined even if it was a trap Anso would have had complete faith in her. "What is so funny about that?"
She shook her head," Oh… Nothing. My life has just been odd since the Darkspawn came. This would have never of happened to me back in Ferelden." What really made her laugh though was the fact that he had been keeping tabs on her to see if she was worthy to his cause.
"Do you miss your home?" She looked over at him, he wasn't looking at her. What an odd question to ask someone you just met. It was like they were friends when he had sent her into a trap not moments before.
"No. I miss the people I've left behind, and those I've lost… but I am content in Kirkwall."
Silence filled the rest of the walk. She knew Bethany would kill her when she got home but who knew, maybe she'd end up dead by following this elf into another obvious trap.
For a mansion in Hightown it was pretty rundown. No one had been here for awhile it seemed and it looked like no one was here still.
"Are you sure this is the right place? Or did you just bring me here to kill me in some elaborate plot..?" She looked at him questioningly. This was much too odd but only odd things happened to her in Kirkwall.
"No. This is the right place." He had this look about him, this stern look that seemed to wash away any smirks he had given her before. He was hardened and was oozing anger. Fenris had to of seen this as his last battle.
They walked in and she knew right away that everything was wrong here. The air was dark and hard to breathe in. It was like she was tasting death with every inhalation. Fenris didn't seem to feel it like she did but she had always been sensitive to the creatures of the fade and magic even if she herself didn't wish to practice it. He just looked around slightly on guard. A voice was talking through the air, mocking Fenris. She knew that this was magic, it was all magic, but it was a very dark magic.
"He isn't here… I should have known. I'm so stupid."
"He might not be…." Her voice was cut off as shades appeared around them."..but they are.."
"Dark magic.. I hate mages and bloody magic." He slashed at the shades and they roared out as his great sword touched them.
She danced with her blades gracefully avoiding the Shades' slow movements. She made quick work of them as Fenris slashed at the ones trying to engulf him in their darkness. She watched him move and slash taking in his form. He was graceful and lithe even for an elf. She sheathed her blades as the last one faded into the shadows it came from with a final screech. She wiped some sweat from her brow as she watched him pace. She was feeling better since the shades disappeared but it left her disquieted that their presence affected her so. She thought she had sealed all the magic off from her.
"I was foolish to believe he would be here." He was beating himself up on the inside but she had no real interest in that. She had doubted he would be here. A Tevinter magister would be smarter than to be at the end of such an easy job. What was she even supposed to say in this situation. I'm sorry?
"I'm sorry he wasn't. I have to be getting back. My family will be worried." She turned to walk away but she could feel him starring at her.
"It must be nice, having a family to go home to."
"Some nights, others not so much." She looked back at him. What did the elf want? He didn't seem like the type to want her to stay. He probably just wanted her to leave, and she did so. She didn't truly expect a thank you, she was being paid to help him.
The night air was still muggy even though the sun had gone down. It would be nicer in her uncle's homeat Lowtown since it was closer to the water. She walked with quick steps as she went back home. She was prepared to hear a blast when she got home. She hoped Anders had just gone back to his clinic.