Muffled voices penetrated the darkness of Nicolette’s dreams, bringing her back from the nightmares of darkspawn and archdemons. “You were the wolf in the wilds.” It was the voice of the mage, Keene. “I know not what you speak of.” The younger witch of the wilds, Morrigan. “Yes. You do. Shape shift all you want, but you can’t change those gorgeous eyes.” “You’re insufferable.” Nicolette opened her eyes to see Morrigan approaching her. “Ah, your eyes finally open. Mother shall be pleased,” the apostate announced. “What… happened?” Nicolette ask. She put a hand on her throbbing head. “You were injured, and then Mother rescued you. Do you not remember?” “The darkspawn, yes,” Nicolette whispered as her memories returned. “Wait, what happened to the battle?” “The man who was to respond to your signal quit the field. The darkspawn won your battle.” The news pierced Nicolette like an arrow to the heart. What of Fergus’s fate? What of Calian and Duncan? “Those he abandoned were massacred. Your
Episode 15: The Joining Ritual
Nicolette, Daveth, and Ser Jory followed Alistair to the Warden camp in Ostagar. Liam looked up expectantly, wagging his tail happily that his friend was returning.
“So you return from the Wilds. Have you been successful?” Duncan asked Nicolette.
“Yes.”
“Good. I have had the Warden-Mages preparing. With the blood you’ve retrieved, we can begin the Joining immediately.”
She looked at Alistair. “We should tell him about Morrigan and her mother.”
“Yeah. Duncan, there was a woman at the tower and her mother had the scrolls. They were both very̷
Episode 14: Eva Evading
Warning bells tolled, alerting the city guard a fugitive was on the loose. Eva hugged close to the shadows of the bushes she hid in, quickly gauging her next move - and praying to the Maker that the guards would not be accompanied by Mabari. The dogs would be able to smell the blood on her. His blood. Bann Vaughan’s blood. Caked on her wedding dress.
Only an elf suffering in a city alienage would be running from the law on her wedding day.
The sound of dogs barking caused her to cringe. If only she had a blade, she could stand her ground and try to fight. But she was unarmed. No protection but the tatter