Prompt: Legendary, for dao_challenge

Originally Written: 10/23/10

Notes: I wrote this short piece to make up for the fact that the fic I actually wanted to write would take too long. That fic is called "Legend," and you can read it here on Fanfiction dot net. (It is possibly my favorite fic.)

why do you always come up with things I cannot do justice to in fifteen minutes

rephrase: why do i always use your prompts to come up with things i cannot do justice to in fifteen minutes

here is a seat-of-my-pants response to the prompt:


There are so many things they won't be able to put in the history books.

Like the time Leliana innocently suggested the Warden take a walk down by the creek, as it was such a lovely morning, and the Warden just happened to stumble upon Alistair while bathing, and let out such a squeal that Alistair thought he was under attack from a shriek and nearly killed her before he realized that shrieks were usually black, not beet-purple from embarrassment.

Or the time that Morrigan tripped while casting an ice spell and froze half the party as well as her own feet, leaving plenty of time for the hurlocks to hack away at the Warden's encased form and cause a ringing in her ears that lasted for days.

Then there was the time the Warden drunkenly admitted to ogling Duncan and Alistair just as drunkenly insisted she ought to wash her mouth out with soap, and the time Alistair actually tried to wash Zevran's mouth with soap, which led to some rather muddy wrestling by some rather half-naked men. Sure, it destroyed their camp site, but the Warden didn't really mind.

They can't talk about the arguments they had, about the Blight and its causes, about the Chant, about the Maker's role among his people (about, if Morrigan deigned to join, the existence of the Maker itself); the tale will have to fit Chantry standards, after all, if it is to be proclaimed to the people. It will be a moral tale, of course, and the bit where no one made a heroic sacrifice to end the Blight, where in fact two Wardens became King and Queen of Ferelden-well, eventually they'll make it mesh. There will be no mention of maleficar, or blood magic, unless the mention ends with the eradication of evil; there will be no grey lines, no innocent children dead at the hands of anyone other than a darkspawn.

There will be heroes: deeds without failures, love without laughter, duty without joy; and the tale will lose something, in the telling.