//------------------------------// // Bandit Attack. // Story: Dragon Age: Fading Out // by The Joeker //------------------------------// As I travelled the country of Ferelden, I heard the Inquisition, a new order of peacekeepers, who were fighting the slew of demons that poured into the world following the breach, a giant green hole in the sky that shits out demons as if it just met it's first Darkspawn, were trying to restore peace. I, meanwhile have been trying to cure the Calling, the call the Wardens get after being alive for 30+ years, they go to the Deep Roads, seek out Darkspawn and fight to the death. I don't plan to go that way. My life is so fucked. The only light in my life were my old travelling companions, Sten, Leliana, Shale, Wynne, Zevran, Barkspawn, Alistair, Loghain, Morrigan and Oghren. I still travel with Barkspawn and see Morrigan and Loghain's son, Kieran from time to time, as Morrigan and I are good friends, in fact I helped her get a position at the Orlesian court... Discreetly of course. I write to Leliana, I have got into contact with Sten and travelled with Zevran and Oghren for a time, we all still keep in touch. Loghain is now my step-dad ironically, so I talk to him and we trade advice, Wynne… I think she passed away, I will need to contact Irving if he yet lives and check… Shale is in Tevinter, and I have been in contact with her, she says she misses 'it' and sometimes corrects herself by saying 'you', Anders was in Kirkwall and kicked off the mage rebellion, Nathaniel is still a loyal Grey Warden. Sigrun… I have no clue, Valena, again, no clue, Justice possessed Anders when I left, with permission I believe, and poor Ser Pounce-a-Lot was given away to Anders' friend in Amaranthine. My brother Fergus is now Teyrn of Highever and I, still technically am Prince-consort of Ferelden, but everyone refers to me as the king, but I left to find Morrigan, which I did some time ago. Now as I said I am trying to cure the Calling, I wish to be around as long as I can, with Loghain & Anora, with my friends as well, I don't really love Anora, but for Ferelden to be as united as possible I would do anything. Well… I was… Before the strangest thing ever happened to me… It started as any other day. Any other day for me is bandits, or Darkspawn, those too, but not today. I unsheathed my Greatsword, Solitude, made out of Volcanic Aurum, it does +50 damage to Darkspawn and demons and undead, it weakens them, gives me more strength and constitution, ignores enemy armor, gives me spell resistance and does +11 electricity damage. I wore the armor of the Sentinel, fit for a Warden-Commander, which gave me extra strength and constitution(If you have the Wardens Keep DLC & Awakenings it is the Warden-Commander armor) which gives me more spell resistence, constitution and willpower plus the Sentinel helmet which gives more physical resistance and immunity to flanking and criticals, my gauntlets give me more strength and armor and my boots give me a chance to avoid attacks, both missile and physical. I was close to finding a cure, I knew it! I met the bandit's head on, force with force. I blocked a sword coming my way and while the bandits arms were up I held his sword arm with one hand swung my sword into his side and kicked him away, sending blood spilling all over me. I spun around and impaled a bandit running for me, he ran into the full length of the blade, I put my hand on his shoulder and yanked my blade from his corpse as he fell. Another bandit charged me and I ducked his swing, the price for that was a knee to the helmet, dazing me, he booted my chest and sent me down, as he was about to strike I whistled shrilly. "Wha' were that?" he asked, obviously uneducated from his speech. "Your doom." I replied as my hound leapt atop him from the forest we were on the outskirts of and tore him asunder. As another bandit charged my hound and I was still prone, I held my sword out and he tripped up, breaking his neck in the fall, my hound charged toward some archers, avoiding the rain of arrows and taking some head on with the kaddis I gave him, which gave him physical resistance and the collar gave him armor, attack and a chance to avoid missile attacks. As I went to get up the bandit leader put his foot on my back and pressed me back down and put a sword to me. "Not so fast." He said. "Wait! I have magic!" I warned. "What? I ain't believin' ya." He said. "No, really! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2… 1." I stopped as he raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I told-" he stopped as he choked on his words, held his throat and fell backwards. He had developed the Blight, rapidly. I had concentrated the Blighted blood in me on a pin to poison him, another benefit from my research and the power I have developed in my blood, and deliveries from Avernus help me unlock more. He choked and died from the Blight seconds later. I got a small knife out and threw it to my left and it hit a Rogue in stealth between the eyes. I saw my dog had racked up a body count himself. (Woof woof) "Yep, idiots, the Blight is effective when weaponised." (Woof woof!) He barked at me and jumped from the hill the rogues were on. "Oh yeah? You are a deadly weapon, but I didn't have to weaponise you." I said. (Growls) "Ok, point taken boy." I said and petted him. We set camp up and I put a fire on and got some canned soup out, beef broth for me, and a hunk of mutton for Barkspawn. I set my helmet down beside a log and sat down on the log to eat and enjoy the moonlight.