eveninglottie:ASCENDANT: PROPHET EMINENT UPDATEFrom the ashes of Haven, the Inquisitor rises. As Ros

eveninglottie:ASCENDANT: PROPHET EMINENT UPDATEFrom the ashes of Haven, the Inquisitor rises. As Roslyn’s power grows and the world turns to her for salvation, something else stirs in the shadows—something ancient, that should never have been forgotten.Dragon Age || Solas x Trevelyan || Sequel to Herald AsunderChapter 44. Shadows of SuccessRoslyn made it through the meeting with Arl Teagan, though she had the distinct feeling that the man disliked her. He certainly disapproved of her plan to use the eluvians to circumvent the Deep Roads, but he seemed content to follow her lead. That, or Alistair had told him to do whatever she wanted. Perhaps that was why the old man distrusted her. Her alliance with Ferelden was new, and the Inquisition had encroached on his own lands to make a place for themselves.She had, in a show of great restraint, refrained from throwing into his face the fact that he had allowed a Tevinter magister to enslave and abduct the entire Mage Rebellion and done nothing to help his starving people when the conflict had ravaged the Hinterlands. Josephine would have been proud. As it was, she didn’t rightly care what the old man thought of her. He would help, and she needed his men, all of whom seemed more than willing to aid the Inquisition. Rylen had told her that morning that more than a few of them might even be willing to join, if this went well. Even in the aftermath of the Fifth Blight, Grey Wardens were not trusted in Ferelden. Some were all too happy to drive them out once again.The sun set slowly into the west. The shadows clinging to Ostagar grew long, obscured as they were by the rising mist coming up from the southern marshlands. Preparations to move out the following morning continued even as a storm rolled in from the east. Rain lashed against the old fortress, dousing the soldiers’ fires and spirits. But they carried on.Bad sign for a battle, she thought, grimacing up at the sky from under her hood. Then again, perhaps she had no way of knowing what kind of signs could be good now.Not after her conversation with Dorian.She schooled herself into focusing on her tasks, checking in with her captains, ensuring that Rylen had everyone prepared. They couldn’t afford to wait another day, not with the increase in tremors—stronger here, closer to the door the Wardens were trying to open.Her questions could be answered later, when the Grey Wardens had been dealt with, and she’d subdued Coryphea once again. She could remember whatever it was she was supposed to have forgotten…later.She was so focused on not letting her mind wander that she nearly smacked into Hawke when he appeared out of the mist before her.He caught her arm before she could fall, grinning. “Easy, Inquisitor. It’s not a good look to fall flat on your face in front of people who are supposed to be impressed by you. Trust me on this. I have personal experience.”>>> Read the rest on AO3Like what I do? Consider supporting me on Ko-fi! -- source link

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