"Die scum!" He yelled, charging forward with his sword raised.
"Carver! No!" Lisa screamed after him, drawing her bow and firing as one hand of the ogre started to swing down. The arrow sunk into its palm and the creature howled and pulled its hand back. Unfortunately that only seemed to make it angrier as it kicked a massive foot and sent Carver flying backwards, colliding painfully against a rock. Lisa gasped at the sight of his limp body sliding down to the ground.
"Lisa!" Bethany called, pulling the woman from her worries to turn back to the ogre. She frowned, watching as the monster lowered its head, readying to charge. Lisa did the same before the pair ran at each other. She held her bow out to the side and at the right moment, jumped, flipping over its head with ease as she let the string of her bow wrap around its head and slice into its neck. The ogre roared as she flipped around, holding on to the wood of her bow like she was holding the reins to a very odd two-legged horse.
The ogre shook its body, trying to get her off before deciding that jumping onto its back would be the best idea. Lisa grabbed a knife on her belt and quickly sunk it into the top of its head and as it dropped onto its back she swung back forward, using her knife to keep her planted to the creature before taking advantage and sinking another blade into its chest.
At first the cry of pain from the monster was marvelous…but then everything seemed to sink in. Lisa turned to see her mother bent over Carver with Bethany standing by him and Aveline tending to Wesley who was no longer able to stand on his feet. She wiped at her brow, drawing the ogre's blood against her forehead as she tried to slow her breathing. Kneeling next to her mother, she looked up at Bethany for some sort of hope; sadly, her sister's magic couldn't bring Carver back to life.
"My little boy…" Leandra cried into Carver's shoulder.
"Mother…we can't-"
"No!" She screamed, turning to look at Lisa's sad face, "We can wait! This is your fault for letting him run off like that!"
"Mother please don't blame Lisa. No one knew he was going to do that…"
"It's okay, Bethany," Lisa remarked as she swallowed a pained knot in her throat, chewing on her lip to push back the rush of pain and sadness in the pit of her stomach. "I'm sorry, mother. I should've watched him closer," she admitted, bowing her head and blinking at the hot tears on her eyes.
"Hawke," Aveline remarked as Lisa and Bethany looked up to see another wave of Darkspawn.
"We can't keep this up," Bethany said with worry as Lisa fired arrow after arrow at the massive group.
"We have to," she whispered only for a massive roar to make her jump. At first she thought it was another ogre but as she looked up she found it was instead an unimaginable dragon. The violet beast jumped from the higher cliff and glided over the plateau, blowing fire on all of the Darkspawn. It turned and then came down again and at first Lisa thought it was coming after them, but then it grabbed at the remaining Darkspawn and tossed them off the cliff, swooping around again to land in an open area. And that's when it changed to a woman that was a fraction of the beast's size.
"Well, well, what have we here?" The woman questioned as Lisa lowered her bow, looking over the stranger. She was dressed in armor that matched her form as a dragon, the sides of her white hair pulled up into horn-like shapes. The smile on her face showed amusement but her amber eyes showed curiosity…and age. Lisa felt like she was looking at a woman that was centuries old.
"What do you want?" Bethany questioned, raising her chin in an attempt to look threatening. It was something the whole Hawke family did, although for Carver and Lisa it was normally taken seriously. Bethany, unfortunately, was too sweet of a girl to really frighten people by a shift of her chin.
The woman cackled, throwing her head back before looking at Lisa, "I saw a most curious sight; a massive ogre, vanquished. I wanted to see what manner of creature defeated such a beast. But now my curiosity is sated and you are safe." She explained, turning back towards the cliff. Lisa hesitated, glancing over her shoulder at her weeping mother, Aveline, Wesley, and Carver's body.
"Wait…" she called, turning back as she put her bow away. "We're looking to get to Kirkwall…is there anyway you could show us the safest way there?"
"Kirkwall?" The woman laughed again, "My, my that's quite the trip. Sadly, though, there is no safe path there and my charity has been given." Lisa chewed on her, looking down at the ground before back up at the woman.
"So you would just leave us to die?" The woman smirked at Lisa, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Hurtled into the chaos, you fight…and the world will shake before you. You do not need my help, child." But she then paused, her smile fading, as she seemed to be thinking about something. "Is it fate or chance? I can never tell…" she muttered before looking back up at Lisa and giving her a small smile. "I ask for a simple errand in return."