not unreasonable to stand against a force that threatens our ecosystem,
disrespects an already abused nation and ignores all present and
long-term consequences of oil contamination in the name of profit.
Here in the deep road, he
wonders at how powerful she is. She’s more physical than any other mage he’s
ever seen, running to the front with her hands aflame. She and Aveline weave
together, the shield and the storm, Hawke the deadliest cut of Aveline’s blade.
She wields her staff with deadly fury, unafraid to bring the head of it down
upon a darkspawn’s skull. Flame follows metal, the lava that lights the tunnels
not as bright as she.
He and Varric stay towards the
back. Anders lays a trap for the approaching alpha, roots it to the ground.
Varric’s bolts are steady and repetitive, piercing soft flesh as they find
their mark. Aveline winces when a sword nicks her arm. He sends his magic
towards her, healing it before it can even bleed. Hawke doesn’t seem to need
his help. In fact, she’s laughing.
She says something to Aveline,
something he can’t hear over the din of battle, and soon, she is laughing as
well. Two whirling dervishes, smiles on their lips, a gleam in their eyes. He’s
seen that gleam before in other mages. Back when he was locked in a tower. Back
when a demon was preferable to the Templars. It frightens him, scares him, at
the thought of Hawke falling to a demon. No, no, Hawke would never.
It also fascinates him, the
carefree way in which she moves. Or at least, the seeming freedom of it. There’s
control in her power, every move calculated. Ice at their feet, a blade at
their throats. Bolt, bolt, bolt. They tear through the horde quickly. Hawke
claps a hand to Aveline’s back, grins as Aveline shakes her head and sheaths
She brushes back hair from her
eyes as she moves towards him. “Alright, yeah?” She asks, her staff held
loosely in her hands.
“No mage fights the way you do,”
Anders tells her. She throws back her head and laughs.
“I doubt there are many like
me, that’s true.” She’s wrong. There’s no one else like her.