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Hawke Fade Away	By : HunterOpera Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 22975 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Mademoiselle?” Hubert was looking at her with some concern. “Are you well? Should we turn around and fetch a healer? I hear there's one who works for cheap in Lowtown...”
“No, no, that's alright,” Hawke said, blinking and shaking her head. She frowned – they were in a carriage, traveling to the Bone Pit. From down below the fresh scent of salted water battled its way up the ridge of the cliff where it failed to dismiss the stench of burnt sulfur. “Too much fun at the Hanged Man last night, I think.”
“A terrible place,” Hubert muttered, looking out the window. “I will be glad to be done with this.”
“Yeah, getting back into town will be nice,” Hawke answered. The clouds looked like they'd gotten caught on the towering mountain, a deep gray that darkened the world around them. Hawke wanted to go back to town; she couldn't remember what she was doing here in the company of Hubert or why she'd left her friends behind.
She was wearing free adept robes, a misnomer as the clothing was simple leathered armor that made it easier for her to move but still kept her warm. Set in shades of green, she remembered that she'd acquired them from somewhere. It was a fine look, she thought, one that that accented her long legs. The Runed Staff beside her felt strangely cold to the touch but had been a gift from her business partner and so seemed fitting for this journey.
We're going up, she thought, not wanting to admit that she had no idea what was going on. They had to be heading to the Bone Pit – an old mine that Hubert had opened and that she'd protected. The two of them had made some good money from the place despite the many troubles the mine had suffered. Though she wasn't aware of Hubert's profits, she had made enough to refurnish her family estate even without the riches she'd culled from the Deep Roads.
“We're nearly there,” Hubert said, sighing. “You know, this is the first time I've seen it?”
“You bought it sight unseen?” Hawke asked, chuckling. Hubert flushed and looked away. “This explains so much.”
The Bone Pit was much as Hawke remembered it – a ramshackle collection of lean-tos and campfires populated by mostly Fereldans, their equipment and bodies weathered but hardy. Hubert looked at them with a touch of disgust as the carriage pulled to a stop.
“Do you want to address them or should I?” he asked. Hawke leaned back in the carriage and grinned.
“By all means, speak to your workers,” she said.
“I will,” he said, nodding. He straightened his shoulders, smoothed his clothing, and offered his hand. “If you would come with me, Lady Hawke?” She rolled her eyes but nodded, following him out into the camp. The miners stopped what they were doing as Hubert looked for some place to stand above them, finally settling on a convenient boulder.
He needed help to climb it, steadied himself again and looked at the assembled miners before speaking.
“Your work has been adequate,” he said, as solid an opening as Hawke had ever heard. “So, I need you all to understand that what is about to happen has nothing to do with your ethic, but rather with the dangers this mine has come to represent. I didn't believe the stories of curses, and neither do any of you, clearly, or why would you be here?”
“Desperation,” someone in the crowd muttered. There were various nods and mutterings of assent, and Hawke was pretty sure she recognized the speaker as Jansen, a man that she knew the rest of the miners respected.
“Be that as it may,” Hubert continued, his voice harboring irritation, “It is no longer financially solvent or responsible to keep this mine open. Some of you may find work at one of my other businesses, but the majority of you will have to find other work. I will recommend any of you to any employment that you find.”
The silence that followed was chilling. Hawke looked as the crowd's shock gave way to anger, they eyeing the rich Orlaisan and her, the hostile silence turning to angry muttering.
“The fuck.” That was definitely Jansen. “Your recommendation isn't gonna feed my family.”
The agreements were shouted, not mumbled.
“I am nearly bankrupt,” Hubert said, raising his hands. “I have paid for the funerals of each miner that has died here in addition to your wages and a stipend to the widows. All your equipment? I paid for that, too. You know who has paid for nothing...?” The eyes of the crowd followed his gaze to where Hawke was standing, and she found herself suddenly shivering.
“I'm the reason the mine stayed open at all,” Hawke said, putting her staff in front of her. “I have fought on behalf of every person here to make sure this place was safe.”
“And you've done a slaver's job of that,” Hubert said. “People keep dying from drakes and dragons and spiders, while you take the profits from these good people.”
“That's...,” Hawke shook her head, confused by what was happening and worried by the angry glares that were turning towards her. A few of them were even taking footsteps in her direction. “I suggest you stay back.”
They didn't.
Hawke called on her magic.
It didn't answer her.
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