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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. I am SO sorry for not having updated for such a long time. I hope you can forgive me. I really hate collage right now!!! But here it is, the third chapter, hope you enjoy. P.S wrote a little of perverted thought’s in here.

Garret awoke when Fenris shook him. He noticed from the small gap in the tent that the sun was rising in the horizon. It had to be at least 6 o’clock in the morning.
“Weren’t we supposed to wake up at 8 o’clock?” Garret asked while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. “Not here. The Qunari always wake up at dawn. If we do not follow the same example, how are we supposed to fit in?” Fenris asked, already in his armor and his blade strapped to his back. “You have a point. But what are we supposed to do now that we are awake?” Garret asked putting on his armor. “We meet with the Arishok and then he will send you to the Tamassrans. They will educate you and then give you a role in the Qun.” Fenris then handed Garret the ‘Empress blade’ and turned to leave. “But do you know where the Arishok’s tent is?” Fenris gave him a ‘are you stupid’ look before answering “It’s the largest one of course.” Garret wanted to hit himself for asking such a stupid question.
It was a cold morning. Garret wanted to jump back inside the tent, he hated the cold. He looked around, seeing the Qunari getting ready for another day. They walked around, looking for the tent that belonged to the Arishok. They rounded a corner and saw it. A huge magnificent blood red tent decorated with gold symbols. Outside the door stood two Sten, guarding the entrance in case some intruders wanted to kill their leader. Fenris started walking towards them, Garret not far behind. They stopped right in front the entrance. “Shanedan, we have been summoned by the Arishok, and ask for the permission to enter.” The Sten looked at him for a second before stepping aside, letting the two men pass.
Garret was speechless. The outside of the tent was nothing like the inside. The room was littered with books of their culture the furniture’s decorated in the color of red, gold and black. There was also a huge desk with the same colors as the chars, and behind it sat the Arishok. There was fur on the ground, making Garret want to kneel to touch it. Then there was a separate room, possibly the Arishok’s bed chamber. He began to wonder how it would look like, with the Arishok laying in the bed draped in fur, completely naked underneath.
No. Garret wasn’t gay, he was bi. But somehow he had always been fascinated by the big brute of the Qunari leader. But of course he would never be a uke, his body all but screamed seme.
He was drawn out of his thoughts when Fenris started speaking. “Shanedan Arishok. We have arrived to get our orders.” The Arishok looked up from the scroll the he was reading. “So I see.” He answered. He directed his attention towards Hawk before stating “Thou I would not have guessed that you would submit so easily.” Hawk stared him right in the eye before saying “I will not submit to anyone. I am simply doing this for Fenris’ sake. So watch it, I might be chained down by you, but can still bite.” The Arishok smirked before answering “It has been a while since I have had a challenge. I will enjoy, like your people say, breaking you.” Hawk stood frozen in place, his jaw hanging wide open in shock. The Arishok turned back to his scroll the said “The Tamassrans are in the green tent farter to the north. I suggest you leave before noon, Panahedan.”
Suddenly there was a roar of ‘Teth a’. It was a sound of warning or attention, but in this case, it was a warning call.
Fenris and Garret ran outside with the Arishok hot on their heel. When they arrived, they found mercenaries attacking the Qunari. Suddenly Hawk heard a voice that he wanted to forget so badly. “Attack, don’t let them rest. If we kill them and get Hawks head in the process we’ll be famous.” Hawk gave a groan, sucked in a lungful of air and then shouted “DIDN’T THINK I’D SEE YOUR STUPID BALD HEAD AGAIN!” The man turned his head towards the sound while everyone else stops fighting. He snarled “You! Whose fault do you think I’m bald in the first place?” Fenris looked at Hawk with a ‘What did you do?’ look, while the Arishok asked “Care to explain?” Garret put a hand on the back of his head. “Ah… well… you see… I went to this bar; you know when you went to find an inn the other night, and got a little drunk.” Fenris put a hand to his forehead. He could see what was coming next. The Arishok looked at Fenris, seeing what he did, and knew instantly that this was gonna be good, considered that it was Hawk they were talking about. “And I… eh… kind of burned of his hair.” It suddenly became very quiet. Every single Qunari, including the Arishok had to use every single ounce of their will power to stop them-selves from laughing. But that didn’t stop the mercenaries from doing it. If you looked close enough at the bald man’s head, you would be able to see the burn marks. “SHUT UP” roared the bald man, but Garret answered back “But that doesn’t give you the right to attack the Qunari. They have done nothing wrong to you. So be a man and defeat me in a one on one.” “What? Why would I accept such a request from you?” Garret knew exactly what to answer. “What, did you courage disappear just as easily like your hair did?” You could literally see his anger pore from his body. “You and your big mouth; Alright, you’re on.” Garret could see that he wasn’t a very good fighter, so he was probably gonna cheat. He turned to Fenris and whispered loud enough so that the Arishok could hear him “He is probably gonna cheat, make sure you keep them busy.” Fenris nodded in understanding while the Arishok went to talk to a Sten, probably telling him the same Garret told him. “Are you coming or what?” Garret turned around “Why getting cold feet? Or should I say cold head?” now he was seething with rage. “Alright, alright cool down would you?” Garret got into a fighting position before saying “May the best man win.”

Okay, thought I’d improve the story a little. I’m going to release the next chapter really soon, so to the readers that still support me, Hope you enjoy!
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