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The Gathering

The journey back from the Blackmarsh left everyone tired. Lisha still wasn't feeling her best from both fighting the baroness and being forced into the Fade. She noticed the others following her to be acting just as tired as she felt. Even Justice seemed weary, although it could have just been due to the fact he was in a corpse. She couldn't really tell much about him. He was a spirit, and had been quiet the whole way back. Every time she looked back to see him, he was always looking around, seeing the interesting things they passed. Interesting at least to him.
When they arrived at the keep, Lisha was ready to go straight to her room and fall on her bed. She didn't care if there were things that needed taken care of. She would make Varel deal with them, or she would deal with them in the morning. It was night now, with a clear, cloudless sky.
“By the Dread Wolf, what now!” Lisha nearly screamed when she saw a large crowd of people gathered at the entrance to the keep. They were peasants, and opposite them was a group of soldiers with Varel and Captain Garevel. She and the others went over to them.
“Thank the Maker you're here, Commander,” Varel said relieved. “We weren't sure if you'd make it here in time.”
“Varel, what is going on?” Lisha asked.
“The darkspawn are everywhere!” one of the peasants yelled. He held up a torch, others behind him holding up their own and shouting with him. “You can see them from the city walls! But the commander will spare no soldiers for our protection!”
“We're starving!” shouted another. “Where's the food? Why won't you open up the granaries? Bloody feed your people!”
“I fear this must be work of the conspiracy against you and the Wardens,” said Varel. “If the common folk just rose up on their own I'll eat my boot.”
“What do you want me to do?” Lisha said looking at the crowd. “I didn't know the granaries were closed. And I'm doing all I can about the darkspawn!”
“I know you are, Commander, but times are dire at the moment. Amaranthine has basically been cut off from the rest of Ferelden since your arrival. Hopefully since you opened back up the Pilgrim's Path, we should be getting more trade. But for now, maybe you could step in and say a few words? Try and calm them down. Make them see reason.”
“Varel, you don't 'calm down' a riot,” Garevel stepped in. “You put it down! Commander, just give me the word and I'll have my men get rid of them.”
“No, Captain. Let me try and talk to them first.” Lisha faced the crowd, not sure if she could really do this. “Citizens of Amaranthine! Hear me! Now, more than ever, we must stand together...”
“Don't try and persuade us, knife-ear!” yelled the same man from before. “We don't want to hear it!”
“Hey, listen to her!” Nathaniel yelled back. “She's the Commander of the Grey and deserves your respect.”
“And why should we listen to a Howe?” said a woman, many of the other peasants cheering behind her.
“I say we storm the keep!” said the man. “Take it for ourselves! We'll be safe in there!”
The mob started advancing on them. Lisha backed up and looked to Garevel who raised his hand to give the order. She didn't want it to happen, as these poor peasants didn't know what they were getting themselves into, but there wasn't any other option. They had to be taken down.
“Stop!”
Garevel kept his hand raised, the mob had even stopped their advance at the strong command, and everyone looked over at the gates to a horse riding up the steps. It stopped and reared at the edge of the mob. Zelda jumped down and took a stand in the middle, between the mob and the soldiers.
“What is going on here?” she demanded.
The mob looked on at her in wonder. Murmurs of “It's the queen!” could be heard throughout the whole crowd.
“Your Majesty,” Varel said going to one knee. “It is an honor to have you here.”
Zelda looked over her shoulder at him before shifting her eyes to Lisha then back to the mob. “Well?” she asked again.
“Your Majesty,” said the man, now more humble. “We have no food. Darkspawn are everywhere. We need more protection, but the commander won't provide any.”
“I hardly believe that,” said Zelda. “I'm sure the commander is doing everything she possible can with what she has. Where have you placed most of the soldiers?” she asked Lisha.
“On the farmlands,” Lisha answered.
“Not the city? Interesting. I would have done the same thing.” Zelda turned her attention back to the mob. “My fellow Fereldens, hear me! The Pilgrim's Path is open now. Trade will start to flow again from Denerim. You will be fed and you will have protection. I will be working with the commander from now on until the darkspawn have been eradicated from this arling. So please, go back to your homes. There is no need for bloodshed.”
The crowd continued to murmur amongst itself.
“Should we believe her?”
“It's the queen! Why would she lie?”
“The queen speaks the truth. The Path is open!”
Slowly the mob began to dissolve. The peasants bowing to Zelda as they passed her.
“Well... that was easy,” Zelda said as she turned to face Lisha.
“That was perfect timing,” Lisha smiled. “So what brings you here, Zelda?”
“I'm afraid I have bad news, Lisha,” Zelda said solemn. “I—What is he doing here?” Zelda's eyes grew hard as she glared over at Nathaniel.
“Took you long enough to notice me,” Nathaniel sneered, crossing his arms.
“Don't talk like that to me, Howe! You're not suppose to be here. Lisha, what is he doing here at the keep?”
“I made him a Grey Warden, Zelda,” Lisha said standing her ground. She had prepared for this, though she didn't think it would happen so soon.
“You what?” Zelda said softly. “You made him a Grey Warden? How could you? He should be banished! Thrown out on his ass!”
“Executed?” Nathaniel added.
“If that's what you want, then I'd be more than happy to oblige.”
“As I suspected.”
“Why you little--” Zelda went to advance on him while Nathaniel stayed in his place.
“Alright, that's enough!” Lisha got in front of Zelda and stopped her. “Zelda, calm down. Nathaniel is a Grey Warden now, so you can't execute him for something he didn't do.”
“I demand that you tell me why he's here!” Zelda growled.
“And I command you to step. Down.”
Zelda glared at Lisha for a moment before taking a few steps back and composing herself. “Fine. But I still want to know.”
“There's nothing I really need to explain to you. I needed recruits, and Nathaniel proved to make a good one. And he has. Now you tell me, why are you here?”
“As I was about to say,” Zelda said looking around at everyone. “I'm here because Arawin has been captured.”
This made Lisha stagger. “Captured? By who? What happened?”
“According to my brother, a darkspawn emissary that could talk. Powerful one, too. Nearly killed him then took Arawin. I came here as soon as I could to get your help in finding her.”
“A darkspawn emissary?” said Velanna. “Caun, do you think it was the Architect?”
“No, that doesn't sound like him,” Lisha answered. “Or at least I don't think so. The Architect seemed more like he would try and reason first before attacking. No, this sounds more like the Mother's doing.”
“Wait,” Zelda said shaking her head. “The Architect? The Mother? What are you guys talking about?”
“There's been a lot of things going on, Zelda. Come, we'll go into the throne room and discuss it fully. I also need to get my other Wardens.”
“Actually, Commander,” said Varel. “There is something in the throne room that needs your attention. I nearly forgot about Bann Esmerelle with all the chaos.”
“Bann Esmerelle is in the throne room?” Lisha moaned. “Do I have to see her now?”
“I'm afraid you do. She refused to leave when you weren't here. Said she'd wait as long as she needed. I suggest you go in there and get whatever she wants over with.”
“Alright, if I must. But this needs to be quick. Arawin needs to be found, and fast.”
“Your Majesty,” Varel bowed. “Shall I go in and announce your arrival? If you are staying with us, then I will have the servants prepare a proper room for you.”
“There's no need for that, Varel,” Zelda waved. “In fact, I'm probably not the queen anymore if Lady Dina won the Landsmeet.”
“How is that possible?” Lisha asked.
“It would appear we both have things we need to tell each other about,” Zelda said as they walked into the keep together. “Lots of things have been going on, good and bad.”
***
As they walked into the throne room, Lisha and Zelda side-by-side, Lisha immediately knew something wasn't right. Bann Esmerelle stood next to the fire pit in the center of the room. She was wearing armor instead of her usual expensive dresses. There were also other nobles in the room, including Lady Liza and a few others Lisha recognized as nobles that didn't give her respect. She also noticed Bann Esmerelle seemed surprised when she saw Zelda.
“Bann Esmerelle,” said Varel. “The commander is finally here. What was this urgent matter you needed to see her about?”
Any uncertainty that might have been on Bann Esmerelle's face quickly dissolved. “I am here about the good arl. The good arl who was taken from us so heinously.”
Varel was taken aback. “You're still loyal to Arl Howe?”
“Rendon was good to us. Good to me. And now his death will finally be avenged.” Bann Esmerelle turned to Zelda. “I see Lady Dina hasn't taken care of you yet. No matter. Now I will have the privilege of doing that.”
“Are you seriously threatening me?” Zelda said glaring at her. “I am the queen!”
“You are queen no longer,” Bann Esmerelle smiled.
“Zelda, look out!”
At that point several things happened. Nathaniel leaped into the air, grabbing Zelda and bringing her to the ground just as a bolt passed her head. At the same time, Lisha saw something in the corner of her eye. She went to move, but Varel was faster than her, getting in front of her and stopping the bolt aimed for her head with his forearm. Several Crows then jumped out from behind the pillars in the room and began attacking.
Lisha mentally cursed at herself for not realizing the danger sooner. She knew something wasn't right, but hadn't picked up on what it was. She wondered if it still had to do with the Fade.
Lisha fired arrow after arrow at the Crows about the room. Nathaniel was on the other side, doing the same thing. She noticed Zelda attacking Bann Esmerelle, going after the noblewoman with much fury. Bann Esmerelle tried her hardest, but she was inferior when compared with the warrior queen. Velanna stood next to Varel, who was on the floor, defending him and sending out vines about the room, ensnaring any Crow who tried to either get too close or run away. Oghren and Justice would go about finishing off any that was already down from either an arrow or a vine. Lady Liza was already dead, along with the other nobles. Bann Esmerelle was the last to die as Zelda ripped Silverbrand out of her chest and kicked her to the ground.
“By the Maker!” Captain Garevel proclaimed as he ran into the room. “First a riot, now this... Blast it.” He looked around the room, seeing the dead nobles before finally seeing Varel against the wall hurt. “Varel, are you all right?”
“I'll be fine,” said Varel. “It hurts, but I'll live.”
“So what happened here? Bann Esmerelle is dead, and so are many others. Commander?”
“The conspirators have finally revealed themselves,” said Lisha. “Bann Esmerelle was leading them. The riot I believe was a distraction.”
“Possibly. But Maker... this isn't good,” Garevel said as he stared at Bann Esmerelle. “I'll have trusted men clean this up. We can keep this quiet for awhile. There's enough cause for panic already.”
“You don't need to keep it a secret,” said Zelda. “Bann Esmerelle was not liked by the people. I believe they might cheer at her death.”
“You might be right, your Majesty, but I still think we should keep it silent for as long as we can.” Garevel went to help Varel stand and took him out the throne room and down to the healers quarters.
“Interesting,” Zelda said as she looked about the room. “Bann Esmerelle mentioned Lady Dina... I wonder if that means they were working together?”
“What was Lady Dina trying to do?” Lisha asked.
“Vote me out as queen. Ha, but to think Bann Esmerelle was going to threaten me! She really didn't know who she was dealing with.”
“Then it's a good thing I saved you, isn't it?” Nathaniel said as he came beside Lisha. “You're welcome, by the way.”
“I didn't need you saving me,” Zelda glared. “I saw that bolt coming.”
“Yes, and I'm sure you would've had a very good view of it embedded in your skull.”
“Listen, Howe, you're starting to get on my last nerve. And I don't need to take your bullshit! You should be bowing to me since I am queen!”
“I thought you said you weren't.”
Zelda growled and advanced on him. Lisha finally had to get in between them again. “That's it. Both of you, come with me right now! The rest of you, stay here.”
Lisha took them into a back room, one that looked like an office. If it had been hers, then this was the first time she had ever stepped foot in it. “Seriously, what is with you two?” she said to both Zelda and Nathaniel after closing the door.
“He shouldn't be here!” Zelda blurted. “He's a Howe and should be banished from Ferelden! As queen, I demand that you-”
“You will hold it right there, Zelda!” Lisha called. “First of all, you cannot use the queen card on me. You claim to no longer be queen. If that's the case, then that makes you a Warden, and I'm your commanding officer. But if you are still queen, I'm still Commander of the Grey, and I don't answer to the throne, so you better listen. Both of you.”
Zelda backed down, snapping her mouth shut and crossing her arms. She refused to looked over at Nathaniel.
“Now please tell me,” Lisha said more calm. “What happened between the two of you? And don't tell me it's because he's a Howe, Zelda. Nathaniel is nothing like his father.”
“Really, he's not?” Zelda spat. “Because I'd beg to differ.”
“I have been gone for eight years in the Free Marches,” Nathaniel chimed in. “I had no idea what my father was doing. It's not my fault. You can't blame me or my sister for what happened.”
“Your father murdered my family in cold blood! He made the Blight worse by convincing Loghain to kill King Cailan. If it wasn't for your father-”
“You wouldn't be a hero!” Nathaniel pointed out.
Zelda stopped short, not being able to think of anything to say to him.
“Can we please ignore the Blight and Nathaniel's father and focus on the real reason why you two hate each other?” Lisha asked.
“I don't hate her,” said Nathaniel. “But I will defend myself when I'm bashed for something I didn't do.”
“That's understandable, Nate, but right now you two need to learn to get along. You're both Grey Wardens, and are going to be working with each other. I already have enough to worry about, I don't want to have to worry about the two of you ripping each others throats out. Now, what happened in your past to make you, Zelda, at least hate Nathaniel?”
Zelda had been looking away, but quickly glanced over at Nathaniel before fully looking Lisha in the eyes. “I don't remember.”
“You don't remember? So do you think if you don't remember it wasn't that important?”
“I... don't know.”
“Zelda, Nate... I need you two to forgive each other, whatever it was.”
“I can forgive her,” Nathaniel said staring over at Zelda. “I have no problem with it, even if she was the one who killed my father.”
“You're lucky you're a Warden and I didn't find out about you sooner,” Zelda glared.
“Zelda,” Lisha said stern. “Nathaniel is willing to forgive you. Can you forgive him and get past all this? We need to work together. Arawin needs you to work together.”
Zelda sighed, realizing Lisha was right. If only for Arawin's sake. “Alright, I'll forgive him, and try and look past the fact he's a Howe. I know you may have seen something in him, Lisha, but I still need convincing.”
“I guess that's the best I can ask for,” Lisha sighed. “Then if this is settled, and I don't have to worry about the two of you trying to kill each other, you are dismissed. Please wait out in the throne room while I go and collect the rest of the Wardens so we can have a meeting.”
“As you wish, Commander,” Zelda bowed. She glared over at Nathaniel one more time before leaving the room.
“Ú-vaer,” Lisha moaned. “Mythal guide me.”
“Lisha...?” Nathaniel said slowly.
Lisha looked over to see he was still in the room with her. “Oh, Nate. You may leave. We're done here.”
“I know, but I just wanted to... thank you,” he said getting closer to her.
“You're welcome, although I wished I didn't have to. Zelda just needs to learn and see that you are not your father. I know you can show her that.”
“I will do my best.”
“I know you will. I've seen it myself. You are a good man, Nate. A good Warden. Zelda will see it in time.”
“How is it that you saw it first?” he asked her.
“I'm not sure. I just knew there was something about you that seemed... genuine. I saw no-” Lisha was cut short when Nathaniel ran his hand across the back of her neck and brought her forward to his lips. He kissed her lightly, his other hand curling around her waist. Lisha at first didn't know what was going on, what he was doing. She fell into it, feeling the wall press against her back, feeling his body press against hers. The kiss grew steadily more intense. It had been a long time since Lisha had felt the touch of a man, had tasted one. She had been enjoying it far too much. Her mind screamed at her to stop. Dayno...
Nathaniel pushed her harder against the wall. Lisha struggled and shoved him away, slapping him across the face.
“What was that?” she said glaring at him.
“Lisha, I... I'm sorry,” Nathaniel said seeing how angry she was. “I didn't mean to upset you.”
“I have a husband. He may not be here, but he's out there, somewhere! Hopefully on his way back home. What were you thinking? Did you think we could be together? We can't, Nathaniel!”
“You're the first person to ever have any confidence in me since I returned. You're the first person who didn't spit on me when you realized I was a Howe. I'm sorry I can't help how I feel.”
Lisha looked him over, taking in deep breaths as her heart raced. “I'm sorry I lead you on, if I did.”
“You didn't,” Nathaniel said looking away from you. “You were very... straight forward. I know you have a husband and you love him very much. I just... I don't know. I'm sorry. It won't happen again.”
“Make sure that it doesn't.” Lisha straightened herself, seeing that her armor had become disheveled during their kiss. “Now please, go to the throne room and wait with the others.”
“Yes, Commander.” Nathaniel bowed before leaving the room.
Lisha went and sat at the desk, not believing what she had just done. Tears began to leak from her eyes as she thought of Dayno. She was hating herself, knowing she had liked that kiss, and had wanted more.
***
It took some time before Lisha was finally able to collect herself and make her way out of the room to find the three missing Wardens. Sigrun wasn't hard to find, as she was where Lisha thought she would be, in the library. When she told Sigrun what happened, the dwarf became angry at herself she hadn't been there to help. Instead, having her head buried in a book. Lisha assured her everything was all right, and to head to the throne room where the others were waiting. More would be explained to her later.
Damien wasn't hard to find, either. He was where Lisha expected to find him as well, in Keenan's room. When she entered, she found Keenan to finally be awake, and the two talking and laughing with each other. It was good to see that Keenan's spirits were not completely tarnished.
“Greetings, Commander,” Keenan said as he propped himself up in bed. “Boy, you look terrible. Where did you go?”
“To the Blackmarsh. And I'm glad to see you're feeling better, Keenan.”
“Yeah, much better now that the pain has gone away. You don't know how much of a relief it is.”
Damien smiled at his friend. “Was zere something you wanted, Commander?”
“Yes... Damien, we've got some things going on and I need you to go to the throne room for a meeting. Keenan...”
“You don't need to say anything, Commander,” Keenan stopped her. “I know with me unable to walk now, I will no longer be able to contribute to the Wardens. I'm sorry for that.”
“It's not your fault, Keenan. Just know that you still are a Warden.”
“Thank you, Commander.”
Lisha stepped aside to allow Damien to leave the room. Once out, he turned to her. “Commander, I do 'ave some zings to report to you.”
“Can they wait until we're in the throne room?” Lisha asked. “I still need to go find Anders, then we can discuss everything there.”
“Alright, but what's all zis about?”
“Throne room,” Lisha said pointing down the hall.
Damien bowed and made his way to the throne room without further questions.
Anders was a little harder to find, since he was not where Lisha expected him to be. The mess hall had soldiers in it, but Anders was no where in sight. When she came to his room, she found the door closed. Lisha was about ready to knock when the door suddenly opened and Sergeant Maverlies stood staring at her.
“C-Commander...?” she said stunned. Lisha looked at her suspiciously, seeing she wasn't wearing any armor, just a messed up shirt and trousers. Her hair was all messy and she looked as if she had just gotten out of bed.
“Sergeant, what are you doing in Anders's room?”
“I, uh... I was just leaving.” She scooted past Lisha, her eyes staying fixed to the ground. When she was gone, Lisha turned her focus.
“Anders?” she said stepping in the room.
The mage was sitting on a messy bed, shirtless wearing only trousers and a small grin. “Hey, Lisha! What brings you here?”
“Why did I just catch Maverlies leaving your room looking as if she had just had an... intense experience?”
“Is that what she looked like? Gee, Lisha, I don't know. I wouldn't necessarily call myself intense, but I guess I do give an experience like none other. Would you care to find out?”
Lisha glared at him. “That's not funny, Anders.”
“Alright, I get it. You're upset for some reason. But when the opportunity came knocking, I wasn't going to pass it up! I am a man, you know.”
“Yes, but do you know what just happened here at the keep while you were 'entertaining' Sergeant Maverlies?”
“You came back from the Blackmarsh?” Anders said with a raised eyebrow.
“There was a riot outside the keep, then we were attacked in the throne room by Bann Esmerelle and a few other nobles. Thank you very much for your help, ser mage.”
“Oh, shit! I-I'm sorry. Nobody was hurt, were they?”
“Varel was.”
“Do you want me to go look at him?” Anders asked standing from the bed.
“No need. He's already gone to the herbalist. Now, what I want you to do is get dressed and come with me to the throne room where everyone is waiting for us. We have a situation on our hands and I know I'm going to need you.”
“R-Right, and... I'm sorry.”
Lisha rolled her eyes, finding the situation a little amusing. “Just get dressed.”
When Anders was ready, they both went to the throne room together, finding everyone gathered there.
“Alright, everyone quiet,” Lisha spoke. “I need to explain things to you all.” Everyone formed a circle around her. “First, some introductions for those of you who don't know. This here is Zelda Cousland Theirin, the Hero of Ferelden and our former queen.”
Zelda stepped forward and bowed to the circle.
“Holy Maker!” Anders cried. “You're Zelda Cousland? If I had known our Hero was so beautiful, I'd have signed up to be a Grey Warden sooner.”
Zelda looked at him funny. “Anders, I presume?” she said to Damien.
“Oui,” the Orlesian said shaking his head. “And Anders, I really wish you would act like a gentleman, just once.”
“I can be a gentleman if I want, but... look at her!”
“For ze Maker's sake, Anders!”
This made Zelda giggle. “It's alright, Damien. It's nice to be appreciated every now and then that's not chivalrous. It's nice to meet you, Anders. I've heard much about you.”
“And I, as well, my dear,” Anders bowed.
“So now you know our resident comedian mage,” said Lisha. “I assume you've also met everyone else?”
“I have. An interesting bunch you have here.”
“Yes, interesting indeed,” Lisha chuckled. “But I will also continue and introduce Justice here. He's a spirit in a... corpse. Kristoff's corpse to be precise.”
“I have also met everyone gathered,” Justice explained. “The situation of my presence here has also been explained.”
“Good, that makes my job easier. Now Zelda, you came here because you said Arawin has been captured. Please explain that to us now.”
“Right.” Zelda then made her way to the center of the circle next to Lisha. “As you all know, Arawin is my bonded sister and the other Hero of Ferelden. She is the real commander, Lisha only being here to take her place until she was fit to take it herself. She's pregnant, and on her way to Amaranthine, was ambushed by darkspawn and taken captive. I don't know what they plan on doing with her, but we need to find and rescue her immediately.”
“From a discussion earlier,” Lisha continued. “We believe it was the Mother who took her.”
“It has to be the Mother!” said Velanna. “Do you remember, before we were sent to the Fade, the First said it wasn't his job to go after her. I bet you anything the Mother sent another darkspawn to collect her.”
“If that's true, then we need to move quickly. Zelda, are you going to be able to find Arawin?”
“I am,” Zelda nodded. “I'm already feeling a pull. Something's telling me to go underground. I think she's in the Deep Roads.”
“Then that's where we'll go. The only problem is the closest entrance is in the Knotwood Hills.”
“Actually, Commander,” Damien interrupted. “There is a closer one. It's right under our feet.”
“What are you talking about?”
“It's what I wanted to tell you before, Commander. While you and ze others were in the Blackmarsh, Sigrun, Anders, and I went into ze cellars because we were told zere might still be people trapped down there. When we investigated, we found an entrance to ze Deep Roads. It was the way ze darkspawn 'ad been able to enter Vigil's Keep, catching us off guard. Master Voldrick is down zere right now, working on the mechanism to close zat entrance for good.”
“No, he can't do that,” said Zelda. “We need to get down there before he closes it. We need that entrance open so we can find her!”
“I agree,” said Lisha. “We'll head there immediately. I only want a small group going. It'll be Zelda and I, along with Velanna, Sigrun, and Anders.”
“No! I don't want to go back down there,” Anders moaned. “I hate the Deep Roads.”
“You're going anyway. I'm going to need both my mages, most likely.”
“You're not the only one that feels that way,” Zelda reassured. “But as Grey Wardens, we do what we must. Once you and Sigrun get us into the Deep Roads, I'll take it from there.”
The group dispersed, everyone separating as they got ready to head out. Lisha still stood in the center of the room, her eyes going from each Warden to the next. She then stopped when she caught sight of Nathaniel looking at her. He had been silent the whole time, making Lisha nearly forget about him. Nearly forget about the incident that had occurred only moments ago. He looked somber, although only Lisha could tell. She would have had him come with her and the others, but now she wasn't so sure. She didn't know how to act around him anymore.
“Commander!” Lisha took her gaze away from Nathaniel to find Captain Garevel running toward her. “Commander, there is an urgent matter that needs your immediate attention at the gate.”
“Hang on, Captain, slow down. What's going on?”
“There are two elves at the front gates demanding to be let in. They say they know you.”
Lisha put her full attention on him. “What do they look like?”
“I'm afraid I don't have a description, Commander,” Garevel said slowly. “But I believe one said his name was... Dayno?”
Lisha's eyes shot open. “For the Creators' sake, let them in!” she cried. “That's my husband!” Lisha ran past him, not noticing the look of anguish and despair on Nathaniel's face.

Paraphrasing from Dragon Age: Origins: Awakening.
All Sindarin belongs to JRR Tolkien.
Sindarin translation:
Ú-vaer – That was not good
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