DA Snippets - Perhaps a heat wave?More Like This
Dragon Age: Inquisition - Snippets
Title: Perhaps a heat wave?
Game: Dragon Age: Inquisition
Characters: FemTrevelyan, Cassandra Pentaghast, Blackwall
Disclaimer: Dragon Age and its assets belong to Electronic Arts and BioWare
"Perhaps a heat wave?"
The sun was shining down mercilessly on Skyhold, and regardless of its position high in the mountains, it was a hot, hot day.
Hit after hit, Cremisius Aclassi just did not seem to be going to grasp the basics of the shield bash any time soon. The Iron Bull was starting to get frustrated. “Come on Krem! I know you prefer handling your huge hammer, but it’s always useful to master a different fighting style. Work with me here!”
The young Lieutenant of the Chargers got back to his feet and crouched again to a defensive position, waiting for the next attack. “Ha. You wish you could handle -your- hammer like I do, Bull.”
Sitting on a short wooden stool just a few paces
Dragon Age - The Kill. Chap 1Author's Notes: Dear Readers, this fic is a sequel to 'Dragon Age: The Hunt'. While that tale is not necessary reading in order to enjoy this one, The Kill will have some references to events and characters from its predecessor, and certain companions from the game will remain affected by what happened in the first story.More Like This
The Kill will also be making references to the City Elf Origin, which in this setting Duncan was not present for, so if anything in that game scenario disturbed you then be warned there will eventually be mention of it here.
Zevran dashed between the night-darkened trees towards the noises of clashing steel and raised voices.
A short distance away on his right there was an elven shadow with a bow keeping easy pace, and on his left a human with twin swords. The three of them had been coming in from the east to attempt an unseen flank against a band of darkspawn, an attack that should have coincided with a more direct assaul
Dragon Age - The Hunt. Chap 16Asleena folded her two missives, wishing she had a signet and wax to seal them properly. Unfortunately her departure from Highever had been a bit hurried for her to think of grabbing her family insignia ring, and she'd never gotten a Grey Warden one—if they even used such mundane means to protect their mail. At least she hadn't written anything she cared about Xai reading. The messages were simple, stating she'd reached Markham City in the Free Marches, recruited Crow master assassin Xai Merras into the Order and wanted him kept out of trouble as much as possible until she returned for his Joining. If he failed to turn up in Denerim by the time she got back…well, either she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore, or she'd deal with him as the future demanded. It was as simple as that.More Like This
After writing them she'd wanted to pen a third letter to Fergus, but reluctantly decided against it. The things she wanted to confide to her brother were too intimate to risk in Xai's hands
Dragon Age: Progeny Ch. 41"The Anderfels?" Leliana projected her disbelief with the subtlety of a bard trained in diplomacy. Posed as a question, one could interpret that perhaps she had misheard, rather than seem dubious of someone's wisdom regarding a certain course of action.More Like This
Alistair had no such grace. His response was utterly without guile or forethought. "Are you insane?" he said, emphasizing his final word with a sharp change in pitch, reaching the upward ranges of his voice as his brown eyes blazed, his jaw agape.
"We'll be safer if we're on the move," Morrigan told them with a small shrug, embracing calm reason rather than habitual condescension to get her point across. "And, we have to go to Weisshaupt, anyway."
"Weisshaupt! What for?" Alistair blurted in voice still more shrill.
"Do you have any idea how far that is?" Leliana's tone was more restrained, but it was plain that she did not like the idea much, either. It was a lengthy journey, and undertaking such a thing at this time of ye