Younger Siblings [Dragon Age ficlet]Carver was the last one in the training hall, his broadsword clutched in both of his hands, while he tried to work on his strikes. He knew they were still way too imprecise, way too random. A blow of him could sometimes stun an enemy…and sometimes it could give the same enemy a chance to kill him. Adrian wasn't there to protect him. He had to manage without his older brother. A thing that had seemed so wonderful before he went to the Deep Roads. Right now he had to admit that he missed his family.Younger Siblings [Dragon Age ficlet]1 year ago in Humor More Like This
An almost silent hiss caught his attention. He had felt a cold blow of air against his cheeks and looking at the doll of straw on which he had practised he realized an arrow that stuck into its knee. He turned around to see the wanderer standing near the door, a bow in her hands. Next to her sat the mabari that always followed her around. She had arrived just yesterday and the only person she had talked to was Stroud.
"You aren't that bad actually, young man." Her voice was now clear and her