Thedas

Ashaad was growing not only bored, but also impatient by the Wardens conversation with the woman he called Morrigan. Sentimental relationships were a waste of time and a weakness that could be exploited by ones enemies as easily as one could kill a child. The Qunari restrained from rolling his eyes when the warden asked how she had been doing. She hesitated and the Elf who called himself a Warden seemed a bit to be struggling with his emotions for some reason. Ashaad was, as stated before, growing impatient by these games that the humans, elves and dwarves insisted on playing.

"Oh, I know I shouldn't be questioning your orders Arishok and your wisdom Ariqun, but is this Warden really the key to get the entire Grey Warden order onto our side? Are there really no other options left?" Ashaad thought slowly as he began to ignore the Grey wardens conversation with the woman and walked on. He had better things to do than wait for those two weaklings to end their meaningless conversation. He had to find the King. The Royal Castle was his destination and his path was blocked by countless people who stared at him with wide eyes considering the fact that Qunaries rarely ever travelled so far south. Ashaad pushed his way through the crowd of people that walked around in the streets and headed towards the large palace a few clicks away. The Warden could easily find him later anyway.

Shoot. All three people are here again. Verinn studied the woman, the same as the one talking to Hawke before.

"Sebastian Vael has made it very clear that I am not to live a happy person in any sense of the word." Verinn held back a small, unsurprised gasp. He was merciless to mages in Starkhaven, or at least those that had decided to stay or travel through the region. But she wasn't a mage... Then again, Hawke kept on mentioning kids. We're they hers? Verinn decided now would be a good time to step out of the shadows she had hidden in for the past hours. Remind me to never decide to stalk people on a whim. But paused as the woman wasn't finished, "They are dead..."

Are you telling me two other magi were in Denerim and before I've even met them, they... Die? Verinn shook her head in disgust, It's almost a hopeless situation now. She stepped back into the corner she had been in, and decided to listen in a bit longer, Seeing as how that woman was greeted, I'll take my chances in talking to them out in the open. Less of a chance of death that way. Verinn f took a step back, only to trip on a wooden sword one of the past patrons had accidentally left. A loud crash was heard as Verinn dropped her staff, fell headfirst against the wall behind her and was promptly knocked unconscious...

"I would assume you would return as soon as mages grew a backbone.." Morrigan kept her face emotionless as he spoke, her eyes drifting over to the Quniari briefly but then right back to Lucas as he continued. "No, not a blight to be precise, but the situation in the north is growing worse; and it seems the Qunari have sent for the wardens aid; and as the warden-commander. I'm obliged to offer my help to them." He said calmly, his eyes looking over her, and with a chuckle he shook his head. "Your only going to grow defensive? No hug, no words of welcome?" He smiled that usual sarcastic smirk. "You've not changed Morrigan, your still as cold as you were the day we met."

"Well you know I am not one to change much. And I have been away from man for a long time again. All of this is alien to me yet again." Morrigan watched Lucas companion and saw him growing irate. Typical of a Qun. Wonder if Sten is about too. Maybe the entire whole crew could get back together. Alistair, the old wise woman. Oh I'm sure Wynn is having a ball with this outbreak. Oghren has probably drank himself into a pit somewhere. Ugh, and Leliana. As Morrigan let her mind drift she jumped slightly when Lucas spoke again.

"How have you fared Morrigan..?" he asked in a very calm voice. He was being sincere and Morrigan never really handled that well. She never really figured out how to deal with it.

"Well Lucas, I have been quite well. My bitch of a mother is dead and not trying to take my body. I have been studying her grimoire since I left and I see the World in a different light." Glancing again to his companion Morrigan finally smirked, "So what are you looked for that your friend here is looking so impatient about getting stopped? I may be of some assistance since usually what you are looking for can involve a bit of fun." Morrigan rested her hand on her hip and folded her arms, slowly becoming more relaxed with her former lover.

Lucas watched her, listening to her words; but his attention was turned to Ashaad as he walked off into the crowd. He rubbed at his forehead looking back at Morrigan. "I know she's dead, I'm the one who had to kill her if I remember correctly." He said with a chuckle. "We're here to talk to Alistair, tell him that I'm heading towards the north to help the Qunari." He said with a slight smile. "It'll be good to have you around again Morrigan, it'll be just like old times; me listening to you argue with one of our party members as we're fighting walking corpses darkspawn and or dragons" He said with a shake of his head.

He turned watching Ashaad, and the crowds that parted for him; if he didn't shove them first. "Watch yourself Morrigan, Alistair might bring up how swooping could be bad.." He laughed a little at the memories of their first meeting, how comical everything was during the blight. He still wondered if human society was always like that during a war, even with their own race. He pushed his way through the crowd as well on towards the palace, alittle bit behind the Qunari. These days everything was weird; A mage killing the Arishok, starting a war with the templars, and then winning causing this entire situation with the circles of Magi. This was going to be entertaining; Lucas had missed battles and traveling; it the best part of being a warden, at least that's what he thought at first. He turned to look back to see if Morrigan was following; and then continued making his way through the crowd trying his best to catch up with the Qunari.