Thrasher had arrived and found things ok. Elissa and the other Wardens still lived. Flemeth had explained things to them about what happened. Which, did not leave a good impression about the Blight. They would continue to do there work as Grey Wardens though. Alistair did not take the leadership position. He passed it to Elissa. Which was backed by Roderick.
The only one against it, was the Dwarf Noble Endrin II. He believed he should lead. They solved it by having a duel to the death. Which Elissa one by beating the Dwarf black and blue. She showed little mercy solidifying that she was the better warrior of the lot. As well as showing mercy and sparing his life.
Now they were discussing a few things. As in Thrasher was talking to Flemeth.
"No Witch of the Wilds, he is not going to do anything. Right?" Alistair turned to Thrasher then Elissa. "He is not going to kill them is he? Your cousin has a reputation of fighting the strongest thing around. Despite what is happening."
"No. He is not." Elissa gave a sheepish smile. "At least I think he won't."
"So... Flemeth.. hi.. can we take a moment to just talk." Thrasher was shaking his head trying to get through the fog of lust. It was not working as his Lion wanted Flemeth something fierce. As well as his mark. Elgar'nan was chomping at the bit to embrace her. "You're not interested in little old me. Right?"
"Oh, but I am. You have looked at my daughter like a piece of meat since arriving. You shouldn't mind me doing the same to you." Flementh's eyes shined in mischief. 'Why do I feel such a pull to this..young man? No, he is older than he looks.' The old witch knew something was amiss.
"I do not mind at all. Just really pent up and your daughter's clothing is not making it any better." Thrasher gave her a glance over. Visions hit him again of her body. Azul really gave him to much information about places sometimes. "Damn it. Have to look away." He turned back to Flemeth. "That doesn't help either. You look really good, but I wouldn't be able to stop at just one nibble."
The effects of the Battle of Ostgar was fading. Now he wanted to have sex. And a really good meal. Then sleep. He really was no better than a Barbarian at times.
Her eyes bore into him as she saw his power. She was the same as a few others he met. A "Pillar" that did not get erased when the World reformed or reset as some called it.
System: Flemeth has agreed to be a Follower. Bonus for first to acquiring The strongest Pillar in the current World. Power can be given to Followers of this World or yourself.
With a thought, he gave it to his Followers. All those with him felt magic run over them as their power increase. As well as a few secrets of the World revealed to them. Thrasher would not allow his Homeworld to be weak. Learning from past mistakes the hard way.
Flemeth was adorned in light magnificently. She was a nice-looking 30-year-old woman. Morrigan looked at her mother astounded. She could feel the magic. She wanted it for herself. As if knowing what her daughter wanted, Flementh sent her a little of the info. If Morrigan wanted more, she would have to agree to Follow as well.
"Fine!" Morrigan said frustrated. "I agree." The two started talking things over telepathecally with magic.
"Man that definitely is not gonna happen between us anymore. Oh well, still can enjoy her company the other way." Thrasher licked his lips as he spoke.
"Glad to hear you say that. Norad has informed me the way you work. I like it. Idfperhaps you wish to rulehere, that will be something. If you do, I will give you my absolute loyalty and will help train you in ancient arts." Flemeth eyes glowed.
"Very well." Thrasher agreed easily. "That is not a problem. Good bumpy times ahead. The most important thing however.." He leaned forward grabbing her hand transferring deeper info to her mentally. Gave her everything pertaining to her outcome from Inquisition. "I want you to live. Definitely someone I liked learning about."
"I will.. sure I do. I will kill that wolf when the time arises. You can be sure of that." Flemeth nostrils flared receiving that bit of info. Info she was not privy as a Pillar. "Thank you, I want to bed you even more now. A shame, work to do an all."
"I will find you later." Thrasher winked stepping back. A mental thought to her as well. 'Mythal, be careful with her. She is mine. Either fuse with her soul for revival.. or die.' She gave a nod agreeing. Flemeth took in Mythal completely and effectively became a full Goddess. More learned but not as powerful as she needed to regain more strength. A swell as collect the other pieces of Mythal into herself. "Have you gone out to help the Hawke's yet?"
"No.. which may need to happen sooner than later. A few days usually. but with the larger Horde..." Flemeth lat that trail off. 'H elooks to be vestled intrested in them. I wonder why?'
"I suggest you head out Elissa. I have something to go and do. And no magic to really spare right now." Thrasher changed into a large lion. Which caused slight shocks among most of them. "Elissa, I suggest you head to the Circle first. The tower.. might not fair well with everything going on. More deaths and Darksapawn well echo in the Fade."
"Of course cousin. Good luck." She watched as Thrasher leapt and ran on all fours. The thoughts about turning into an animal defintely passed her mind. But work had to be done. "Ok, Alistair, Gilmore, Morrigan, and myself will head to the Circle after we all resupply up ahead. Daveth, you will lead the others to Redcliffe. The treck there is longer. And with the way things are now, you will need the help of more of us."
"Hell yeah. Don't know what is going on but I say as long as we are killing these Darkspawn than good riddance." Alistar said. "But the Dwarves and.. the Dalish Elves in the Forrest."
"In time Alistair." Ellisa said. they all nodded in understanding. Heading out, Flemeth smiled at Morrigan. Causing the later to blush confused. She felt genuine concern from Flemeth. Which happend before but mostly when she was younger. "First time leaving your mother's side?"
"What.. oh no." Morrigan ansered. "I bet she is even happy I am leaving." SHe spared a look behind and saw the forlorn look on the woman's face. 'Maybe she will miss me. But with the magic Thrasher has, maybe I can pop in and steal that Grimoire?'
"I doubt that. She looks to care a great deal fro you." Ellissa had an eyebrow arched up. Morrigan was quite an intresting one. As well as Flemeth. "Tell me what is was like growing up in the Wild's."
The walk was defintely colorful enough as they went.
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Forrest-
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As Thrasher ran, he went over the System messages. Namely the Level ups and a few other things of importance. Like the enemy's tech still around in such a way.
System: Level up x5 from quests and fighting. Users has found a distrubing number of Traitor User tech. Advised to remove compltely from World. World to weak to do much against it. Administration guarntees satisfactory rewards once solved.
'Hmmm, I bet.' Thrasher read over everything in greater detail. He recived the Title Ostagar survivor. Making that his main title would help talking to people. 'Hope I am not to late in dealing with this.' As he ran, a need was fulfilled. Running wild was always a good feeling. But good things always get interupted. "Hmmm?"
Not to far from Thrasher, several werewolves were running. With one particular leader up front. Silverfang, injured ran. a Darkspawn sword in her side. She spotted Thrasher and ran straight towards him.
The pack doing the same. Catching up with Thrasher, they kept pace and said nothing else. Silverfang tried to gather the right words to say.
'I.. need your help.'
'Fat chance. I do not do nothing for free. Unless I am bored.' Thrasher thought back to her. He kept looking forward not sparing a glance to the werewolves that flanked him. No Darkspawn were near by, so they had to have been running for awhile from somewhere far. 'Hurry before I kick up my speed.'
'I, will join you. Just let the others go free. They do not deserve to be cursed. Especially now with everything going on.' Silverfang was refering to the curse. 'Even though they think it is better to be like this, it is not what they truly want. In their sleep, they cry for their families still.'
'I see. You are powerful in your own way. And with the secrets of the forest as its spirit, you can definettly help me deal with what is there.' Thrasher nodded agreeing to the terms. 'I wll help you free them.'
'Thank you. If I knew you planned on healing what was in te forrest beforehand, I would have joined then and there.' Silverfang stopped running seeing as Thrasher stopped. Seeing the encampment and the large strange buildings that use to be ruins, she was suprised. she reverted to her humanoid form looking out. "The area is so virbant."
*Woosh!* Thrasher changed as well.
"Yeah, result of my Domain." Moving into camp, he went to grab something. A herb from the waystation. Turning to Silverfang, he removed the Darkspawn sword and applied it to the wound. "Yeah, come in and talk. I need to recover before I move further on with things."
"Ok.." Silverfang said numbly. The area was so rich she felt her strength growing faster. 'This.. if this "domain" spreads to the entire forrest, I wonder what I can become. Will I turn from just a spirit to something more?'
The werewolves felt uneasy in the area. So they settled for hunting darkspawn stragglers from Ostagar. Silverfang was so strong when entering the area, they thought nothing could harm her.
Volus and the others kept a watchful eye on the werewolves throught the night. The Dalish were intrugied to talk with Silverback. Especially when finding out what she was. Thrasher spoke with her after they retired. He then collpased, after not having slept since before the Battle of Ostagar, he needed the few winks.