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Griffin's Walk	By : Anesor Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 2488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Before we camped, I checked my silly horse again for injuries. Winter travel was dangerous enough late winter, but Margot managed to forget snow and ice each and every night. She was better with bandits or hard travel, but come a dusting of snow or hoarfrost and she did her best to avoid touching the offending roadbed at first.
Alistair finished his check of Constance, a calmer mare from my brother's stables. I wasn't sure if my brother had more confidence in my skills or less in Alistair's.
His frown when he looked south reminded me that we didn't agree on our task.
Nor would the First Warden; he would be more than displeased when he found out I was meddling again. Even if he couldn't quite name me renegade.
Too bad, he granted me political power when it was convenient. Anora would not rescind or even shift it to Jean-Maurice... ever. She was too much her father's daughter and Alistair enough his father's son that overthrowing her wouldn't help make an Orlesian commander acceptable.
“Anything to add, Alistair?”
That got me a glare. He led his horse under the evergreen's hanging branches and began to set up our tent.
I brought out the feed, seeing how little we had, both for horses and foraging mabari. Jader was a waste of time, the fugitives hadn't passed though there. We'd already checked Highever and Denerim, but us 'dog lords' didn't appreciate the contempt other lands had for our mabaris. I knew the mage was familiar with Amaranthine, but I doubted that he'd return there with how he left.
Nathaniel's report about Kirkwall and even the sister's, confirmed what others had been warning me for years. Much worse, and I might have brought in a group to investigate.
In Orzammar, Sigrun might have news from her contacts with merchant clans. Especially if Anders was leaving havok in his wake. Abominations were unable to go to ground once revealed. The ancient Sophia Dryden had been a skin over the demon and not a Warden.
Horses now content, Alistair grumbled his usual at the tent. I cleared a section of ground of needles to make a fire. I nursed the fire, adding more tinder until the twigs dried and burned.
Howe insisted that Anders, despite his fire, was still a healer more than demon-skin. Nathaniel was convinced that Anders was in love. Bethany Hawke was not, though she was as resentful about some things as Velanna.
Was escape into the Wardens that onerous to mages? Anders seemed happy once he felt safer. I had to know what he was.
Alistair sat, close enough to put his arms around me. I leaned back against him as a stray bit of sleet could be heard against the tent.
I looked into the fire. “I'm sorry that innocents died. I'm sorry that you or Le could have easily died. But far more died in the rioting, in the Gallows.”
“It was still too many, Trinna. A Grand Cleric died.”
“Leliana warned her to leave how many weeks ahead? It's hard to stop someone determined to be a martyr. Remember our fights after we left for Redcliffe?”
Clutching me closer, he insisted, “I would not have allowed you to...”
Hugging those arms around me, I reminded him of the truth. “Nor would I have allowed you either. We both suspected that truth from our dreams before Riordan spoke. It would have become a race between us.”
His silence too long, he touched his chin on my shoulder. “There would have been no race. In death, victory.”
“We need to determine whose was the death and whose was the victory in Kirkwall. Of five principals, only two live.”
“You have more than a soft spot for that mage. He takes advantage of that.” Venom in Alistair's voice was rare, venom and maybe a touch of jealousy.
I turned to be able to meet his glowering brown eyes. “He spoke of the same abuses as Wynne did, but he got more of the darker than she. Remember how angry I was at Kinloch?”
“You didn't kill sisters or inno...”
“Irving died because we didn't use that scroll right. How many others, mages and Templars did we kill that might have been saved? We charged through to save the kingdom and a handful in the tower, others died. We have to make hard choices all the time as Gray Wardens, you told me that so many times.”
His face was openly angry now. “That was during the Blight, as part of gaining allies to fight.”
“Weren't mages our allies during the Blight? How many darkspawn did Morrigan, Velanna, and Anders destroy? How many from the Circle had the fortitude that Wynne retained? Should we cast them aside, like an unwanted kitten to be drowned now that the Blight is over? If we do that, how will we fight the next Blight?”
“He didn't kill darkspawn this time.”
I closed my eyes and let my head fall against Alistair. “I know. If he is possessed and the man is gone, I will kill him. If the Champion is a thrall, that should be the end of it.”
“If he isn't possessed? He has proven himself too wild and dangerous for prison or freedom. What will you do with him then?”
I didn't know. “Too much depends on what we learn. We have to find him first; find them before any of the Chantry forces.”
“Anders must face the consequences for what he did. He caused a lot of pain.”
“How much was done to him? To Kirkwall mages? You thought him too frivolous at the Vigil, but you always say that anyone should be allowed to defend themselves from attacks. Not just the Blight, but from Loghains and Rylocks too.”
Alistair sputtered for a moment and then sighed. “I.. don't know.”
“That's why we have to find out.”
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