DragonAgeStories

The following is the first of several collectives of lore and knowledge compiled and declassified from various sources concerning the darkspawn and other darkspawn and taint-related subjects. All that is asked is that the reader take this information and remember it for a time when the Blight returns to the world once more... The Black City and the Seven Fools At a time when Tevinter was converging from an empire of faith and mysticism into one of politics and agnosticism...seven magisters claimed to have heard whispers from the Dragon gods of the Tevinter Imperium. These draconic deities were those who first taught the magisters their know

Two days after the Hawke estate had become the unofficial home for Ferelden royalty, there was a rather urgent-sounding knock on Adia and Fenris’ door. Bodahn’s frantic voice jarred them both awake. “Mistress Adia! Forgive me, but it’s important!” “…It had better be, if it’s morning…” Fenris mumbled. Meanwhile, Adia hauled herself from the bed, threw her robe on, grumbled the whole way to the door, and wrenched it open with a growl. “Someone had better be bleeding...” Bodahn was wringing his hands just outside, looking very upset. “Forgive me, but... It's your br

Title:  Nothing But The Truth? Author:  ParisWriter Game:  Dragon Age: Origins Summary:  Varia decides that it's time to come clean with the First Warden about how she survived the Blight, but Alistair has an idea of his own about how they should handle the situation. Rating:  E+/G Characters:  Varia Surana; Alistair Disclaimer:  All characters from the Dragon Age series ©BioWare. Varia Surana belongs to me. Content Warning:  Spoilers for the end of Dragon Age: Origins; One or two swear words Nothing But The Truth? She moved silently through the dangerous back alleys of Denerim, carefully picking her way through the beggars and drunkar

Title: My Herald's Ball Author: Phsbarbie (Natasha Poe) Game: Dragon Age Inquisition Characters/Pairings: Cullen and Female Inquisitor Disclaimer: Dragon Age Inquisition and all it's characters are the intellectual property of Bioware/EA.   The most finely dressed lords and ladies in Orlais flit around me, reminding me for all the world of preening peacocks. They flutter their eyelashes, fluff their hair, and toy with their masks. It’s all I can do not to roll my eyes. I attempt to block out their ceaseless prattle and search the ballroom anxiously. Skyla’s been in the servant’s quarters far too long. She should’

Title: Beloved Heart Author: Lainpinky131 Disclaimer: Dragon Age: Inquisition Characters/Pairing: Male Inquisitor Lavellan / Dorian Pavus Ferralh was always a light sleeper, and it was moments like these that he was thankful for it. He had woken up from a chill in the air, the fire apparently having died in the night, and decided he'd much rather stay under the covers then possibly awake his bed companion by attending to the fire. He watched the Altus' face with awed curiosity. This was not the first time. In the mornings, whenever he woke to find Dorian still in his bed from the night before, Ferralh would stay, and memorize every inch

"Blackwall? Warden Blackwall?" Her voice had been gentle, but strong and he had swirled around, expecting to end up face to face with the woman who had addressed him. But to his surprise, there had been no one, not until he had looked down and met the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen. Green eyes that seemed to see right through him. Eyes that held a large dose of veiled intelligence, mixed with just a pinch of confidence and a sharp wit. Eyes that met his with just as much curiosity as surprise. "I'm Blackwall," he had said and walked towards her, for a moment fearing everything was falling apart. "You're not.. How do you know my