ArchMageLucy

Return "Oh be quiet you mangy mutt." Morrigan snapped at the mabari. Sam stopped whining for a second to look at Morrigan as if to say 'you're worrying too' and trotted off to his end of the campsite. Morrigan looked down at her shoes while sitting on the log around her fire. She felt distrustful eyes boring into her. They all blamed her, and why not? She had sent the grey warden after her mother. How could she have done that? Why did she do that? The grey warden had been the only person to accept her in their journey, how could she have sent her off to her own doom? It had been almost three days since she left. It takes only half a day for

Blue's eyes snapped open when a cold breeze lightly nipped at her nose. Her setting this time was not an unknown one, it was her camp. She sat up in her makeshift bed and surveyed her surroundings. The fire in the middle of the small site was glowing faintly, sometimes uttering a crackle here and there. Everything was the same as when she was last here. But when was that exactly? Something seemed wrong. Where was everyone? Alistair usually hung out in front of the fire pit to make sure it didn't go out. Wynne was always near her tent, Zevran rarely left his spot in the back near Blue's mabari, Sam, who wasn't there either. Morrigan, Leliana