The Way Things Go | By : Newerher3 Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 3391 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Hey guys!!! Sorry I haven’t updated in quite a while (╥﹏╥) school is going to start again and my family and I have moved again. This in turn left me with very little time to continue with the story. (╥﹏╥) Well I’m still continuing with the story, so don’t worry. (^_^)
Garret sat inside one of the Qunari tents. The Arishok had suggested (forced) them to stay inn. He could still remember the conversation that he, Fenris and the Arishok had earlier that same day.
Flashback:
“Why…” Garret had wanted it to sound more forceful, but it came out more like a choking sob. “WHY?” He tried again. This time succeeding in making it sound like he was angry, but the lump in his throat said otherwise. He wanted to cry. Wanted to fall to his knees and cry for the loss of his once bellowed city.
Even though he didn’t have any family there except Gamlen, but he didn’t really consider him as family. His brother had died on their way to Kirkwall by the hands of an Ogre. His sister had been taken by the circle, but had managed to escape when he and his companions had left Kirkwall. His mother made into an abomination, created with many body parts from women. By the hands of an insane, blood mage apostate. Garret had killed him in a frenzy of fury.
The Arishok looked at Hawk, for a long moment. As if he was searching out the pain and sorrow that Hawk was hiding from him. Trying to pull his weakness out of him and shove it in his face.
“If you do not state the meaning to the question, then I cannot give you a proper answer.” The taller male stated, in his all-knowing tone of voice.
It took Garret a minute to calm himself down enough to answer. “Why… did you kill them in order to get to me?” Garret’s fist’s where tightening so hard that his knuckles turned white and his nails dug into his skin and flesh, causing him to bleed.
“Simple. They did not want to convert to the Qun, thus we gave them a second chance. Telling us where you were and live, or keep silent and die. It was up to them to choose.” He stated simply. “Still not all died, those that still had worth where forced to drink Qamek.”
Garret couldn’t believe his own hears. He was the cause the so many had died? Some had even been forced to drink Qamek. He had learned what they used on people that refused the Qun, but still had some worth in staying alive. He knew that Qamek was a substance that was used by the Tamassrans* to turn those who refused to convert into mindless slaves. It looked a little like lyrium.
He just couldn’t keep the question in any longer. “What did you want with me so bad that you had to kill or turn them into Viddath-bas* to get to me? What do you want from me?” Garret stared him right in the eyes unwavering, even though his voice lost some of its force.
The Arishok was a bit surprised that he knew about the Qamek, but he supposed it was the elf that had taught him about the Qun. Speaking of which, the elf hadn’t looked that surprised about all of this, rather it looked more like he had expected it. He had to keep a careful eye on him, or he might regret it later.
“You are meant to be with the Qun. Asit tal-eb*” With that, he left. Leaving the questions to be answered for another time!
Flashback end:
Garret was furious with himself. He could have demanded an answer, but he didn’t. He hated how weak he had become over the months. Before all of this, he would have demanded an answer even if he had to fight for it. He was weak, and he hated it. He knew that Fenris saw it too. But the only way to get an answer was to ask him directly. He knew that he had to face the truth, but he didn’t like how it hurt. Well better get it over with!
“Am I…” He hesitated a little before he forced himself to ask. “Am I weak, Fenris?”
The lyrium marked elf looked at him, and truly saw how tired Hawk had become over the little time that had passed. “No. You are not weak, mentally or physically. You have simply lost your touch a little. Being with the Qunari might help you regain it.” Garret starred at his long-time friend in shock. He wanted him to stay with them. Fenris continued before he could ask. “But it all depends on. Can you forgive them for the crime they have committed? The city abandoned you! Not the other way around. The Qunari don’t chase people around unless they have a significant purpose for the Qun. The Arishok knows, but he will not tell us unless we, or rather you, learn the way of the Qun. Will you trust him?”
Garret couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything at all. He knew that Fenris was right. But he simply couldn’t forget the city. It had been his home for so long. He didn’t know if he could establish a new one with the very ones that had torn it down. Fenris looked at him, waiting for an answer. “I… I will try. But I cannot promise anything.” Garret couldn’t believe his own words, but he didn’t care. He was far too tired to speak anymore. He walked over the HUGE pile of fur that had been made into a make-shift bed for them both to sleep on for the night. Getting out of his armor (Armor of the champion) had never been this hard. He had to get Fenris to help him with it. He was thank-full to get out of it; it seemed to have gotten a lot heavier since he had heard the news.
Fenris decided that it was also time for him to go to sleep, right after he had gotten Hawk out of the armor. It was going to be a long day tomorrow for the both of them, and they would need all the rest that they could get.
TCB
*Tamassrans: Literally means “Those Who Speak.” It’s a priest who is charged with educating the young. It’s exclusively a role for women.
* Viddath-bas: Person turned into a mindless creature with Qamek.
* Asit tal-eb: Means “The way things are meant to be.” or “It is to be.”
Okay that all for now. (╥﹏╥) Until next time!!!
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