Origin of the Mystics: Chapter 1Author’s Note: Hello everyone! This is the first in my Ronin Warriors stories!Origin of the Mystics: Chapter 1 by Kalinaria
Disclaimer: I do not own Ronin Warriors in any way. The only characters I own are my OCs.
RRRRRRRRRRRR – scene change
Italics – thoughts
~italics~ – dreams
‘italics’ – video/phone speak
~The room was dark, even darker than a night with a new moon.
He looked around as best he could. Walking in either direction did not really help either. It seemed the apparent room he was standing in was endless in its size. He wandered around a bit more. Some images from the past flashed before his eyes, reminding him of the last battle with the enemy. Then, out of nowhere, a flash of light appeared in front of him. His shout echoed as he covered his eyes with one hand.
He blinked a few times to clear the spots. His eyes adjusting slowly to the sudden
The Cold Moment - 9 (end) "Broody! Snap out of it, Broody!" He heard Varric call to him as he gagged down the substance pouring into him, desperate to clear the way for breathing.
All at once his eyes were in terrible pain and everything blurred before him. He pressed them tightly closed, lost, confused, suffocating.
"Varric?!" He gasped between heaves.
"Just keep drinking the healing potions! Here, this is another one!" The dwarf's voice instructed him.
Soothed slightly by the sound, Fenris did not struggle against the next bout of liquid to glide down the back of his throat. Hurt fading slowly away, he carefully opened his eyes when they ceased to throb, not at all eager to see the corpses again. But, they were no longer there. His eyes blessedly free from the illusion forced upon him, he looked about to decipher reality. Isabela was keeping demons and shades at bay while Varric, who stood beside him, administered to his injuries with potions. Quickly, he searched for Hawke,
It ain't easy being greenIt had been a long day. First, Cullen had gotten word that repairing the bridge in Emprise du Lion would take longer than they originally thought. Then there was the mage who was injured by a templar during training - he'd barely been able to keep that from spilling outside the training yard. He had a headache brewing behind his eyes since he woke up, his boots had developed a hole in them, and to top it off, he kept looking over his shoulder, wondering when Sera's next prank would be coming.
His question was answered as soon as he opened the door to the war room. He was the first one there and was greeted by a bucket falling on his head. And not an empty one, either, no... this one was filled with glitter. Green glitter. It was in his hair, down his shirt, somehow some got up his nose and in his ears and he had a feeling when he washed up later that night, he'd find some in his pants, too.
Needless to say, the Inquisitor and the rest of the war council found his predicament highly amu
Warden of My HeartWhen we first met, the sun shone bright
Upon the waters of the lake;
You taught young boys to stand and fight
With their homes and lives at stake.
The battle won and questions made,
I was about to depart,
But you called out and offered aid,
The lonely Warden of my heart.
Your back to mine, we vanquished foes,
And quelled the demons’ swelling tide;
In future dark that never was,
You stood, undaunted, by my side,
Although the red was fierce and strong
And from within tore you apart.
You gave your life to right that wrong,
The selfless Warden of my heart.
Back in the time that we had saved,
We walked through fire and through death,
And countless dangers staunchly braved,
Without pause for thought or breath.
And during each heroic deed,
No matter how very hard,
You were my shield in times of need,
The loyal Warden of my heart.
As days went by, our bond was sealed,
Though we knew not the words to say.
Unsure, lest it be revealed,
You made attempts to back away.
But I stepped forth, on
My Character References For HawkeXeress Allora ~ (Warrior) Decisive, accepting, loyal, artistic, bold, likes cooler weather. Calm, rather serious, gentle, kind but diplomatic. She wants to help people, but she will do what is best for everyone if it involves more than a single person. Strong self control, graceful, respectful, good mannered, contains a deep set fury locked within herself. Very strong mentally, emotionally, and physically. Deep down she loves certain feminine things like flowers and dancing. Protective and willing to take the hit for another. Strong sense of purpose and self worth. Confident. Hard working, motivated, and susceptible to blushing when Fenris (her crush) flirts with her. She's never really felt such attraction and intimate emotion before. She cannot tell why she feels this way for him, perhaps it is his incredible strength to keep enduring, his desire to just live, and his charm when he tries to get her attention. Slowly became infatuated as he kept interacting and building friendship wit