Authors note: I'm so sorry about the delay. that assignment took longer than i thought it would but i'm hoping to make it up to you ;) Please enjoy
How long he stayed there in that darkness he wasn't sure. Occasionally a thrum of energy would go through him, a desperate voice would call his name. but he was content here in this darkness. there was no pain here, no fear. No sense of overwhelming panic as the world crumbled around him. he had no reason to return now, nothing to call him back.
The marsh witches face flashes through his mind briefly, and she gives him that smile he grew to loathe in their short time together. That smug, cruel smile that carried every hint of sarcasm physically possible. her voice, like vipers rustling over dry ground spoke, and it echoed in the vaults of that darkness, "You owe her Loghain. You ruined her life. You aren't allowed to die just yet. You have to make amends."
Magic slammed into him with all the force of a charging ogre, pushing a grunt form his lips and his limbs to lock into a fierce rictus of pain. But with that sharp spike of sensation he becomes aware of the world around him. of the smell of blood and vanilla and faint soap close by. Of the cold stone and colder heavy plate that weighed on him. the taint was still there, thick in his veins, a whisper and shadow in the back of his mind. but the Arch Demon was dead, it's roar finally silenced.
"Wynne! Heal him!"
Her voice rings out, a staccato of sharp notes that gave the impression she expected to be obeyed. Instead of the outraged fight that he expected, the old mage acquiesced and he felt a gentle warmth flowing through him like honey. it smoothed languorously over his ribs and head, soothing the pain as it went.
As his eyes opened he was graced with her face, it stared down at him, worry and shock turning to relief as he met her gaze. Instead of a caustic comment, or even a question regarding his blatant disregard for her commands, she simply smiled at him, "maker's breath Loghain. First rule of battle, never fight without a damn helmet."
And with that bit of wisdom dispensed, she starts to laugh. he cannot help but join her as Wynne's face becomes scandalized.