Dragon Age Fan Comic - Stronger IMore Like This
Although she knew that the pain would fade, Hawke couldn’t stop her body from trembling. Even thinking about the fact that Fenris had these markings ALL over his body, let rage grow deep inside of her. She would make sure that this bastard magister who called himself Master regretted what he had done to the elf.
The thought came from a part inside of her which was attracted by the warrior, in a way she had never been attracted by another man before. Another part inside of her, namely the part which had always been aiming for power, at least as long as she could remember, told her that in this case she would have never received the information that such a ritual even existed; a ritual that had created the man Fenris was today.
Deep inside of her a mixture of jealousy and adoration was evolving: Jealousy because the elven warrior had so much power and was still complaining always and everywhere about it; adoration because she understood now what
DA2- Sweet Wine and Sweeter WordsMore Like This
Title: Sweet Wine and Sweeter Words
Game: Dragon Age 2
“Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words.” -Titus Maccius Plautus
It had been an outrageously awful day for Hawke. Numerous ambushes and fights had embraced her as she tried to do the most harmless of tasks. In the end, very late into the night, with multiple stinging injuries pestering her aching limbs, she had stumbled home in a livid rainstorm that relentlessly soaked her robes and chilled her bones.
She muttered aggressively to herself as she finally made her way inside her manor, throwing her staff next to the front door and beginning to unbutton her robes. Stumbling up the stairs and leaving a wet trail behind her, she shimmied out of her sopping robes and tossed them in a heap in her bedroom.
Not bothering with a bath at this hour, she put on her soft finery and went back downstairs, hoping to curl in front of the fire,