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Darrian

July 2011

August 2011

Darrian

Darrian Tabris

Andaran atish’an, shemlen!
This is my dayview where you
can follow me, Darrian Tabris, on my
journey to save Ferelden from the Blight.

I grew up in the alienage in the city of Denerim. On the day I was getting married, my life changed for ever, but not because of a marriage. The woman I was going to marry was kidnapped, and when I had saved her I was sent to become a Grey Warden.

And so, my journey began.

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We have not dared going too far into Lothering, so we stay in the outskirts,
near those "toll collectors". I just want me and Alistair to rest a bit.
Alistair is not taking all this well, neither am I.
Morrigan say's that we must move on, and do our important task.
And I know that the darkspawn is traveling our way,
but we need to rest a bit more. We can do the most vital traveling tomorrow,
and maybe we'll reach Redcliffe before nightfall, if nothing else comes in our way.
God I miss my family... I miss walking around the alienage at night and sneak up to the roofs and watch the stars. I remember I used to go to the highest house in the alienage and watch over the wall, and longing for freedom. I used to long for the world I didn't know so much about. Now, I'm so close to that reality that I can smell it's god damn breath. And I hate it. I want to go back to the safe alienage and beeing a stupid "knife ear". I feel unsafe, unwanted, unimportant, more unsafe, unwanted, unimportant than I ever was as a regular elf.
Even though... No grey warden is unimportant right now.
Not even a bloody knife ear as me.

Morrigan when she met us out in the wilds.
She's beautiful, but she's a bitch.

I remember the first time I encountered a darkspawn.
They are wicked, sick creatures.
They turned my heart to stone and for a half second and I wouldn't dare
to move. But I know that their deaths is my true purpose.
I was to become one of the Grey Wardens, I am one of the few people
who must defeat these beasts. Drive them back.
Them and their "archdemon", which is supposed to be a dragon.
I remember the story that The Chantry tell humans.
"They were created when the magisters of the Tevinter Imperium opened a portal into the Golden City, the realm the Maker created for his children when they passed away from their mortal life, tainting the realm of the Maker with their corruption and returning as the darkspawn, their evil transfiguring them into the monsters they became. When they uncover one of the Old Gods, they expose it to the taint, changing it into an archdemon, which then leads them in an attack against the surface world called a Blight. The darkspawn are perhaps the greatest single threat to all of Thedas; they are bloodthirsty, exceptionally numerous and willing to indiscriminately kill or corrupt all in their path. "
I have read about them a little bit in old books,
but I have never understood their true purpose.
Is destruction and murder all they want?
I don't think so.

The battle is... over.
And we lost.
And we lost a lot more than just the battle...
The king, Duncan, all the other Grey Wardens... They're all dead.
Me and Alistair is the only ones left in whole Ferelden.
May Andraste save our souls...
We have such a long journey ahead of us, and there's
so much to do, and it's very difficult. My heart is bearing
so much sorrow at the moment. Too much sorrow.
But as Duncan said before he died
"We must push forward. We must always push forward."
We encountered darkspawn for the second time since we got here,
on out way to tower of Ishal, to be ready to light a beacon and send a signal
to Logain for the reinforcements. Unfortunetly, the tower had been taken over,
by filthy darkspawn. And when we finally lit the beacon, darkspawn stormed in
to the room, 3 arrows flew into my body and it went black. Next thing I see is that wilder girl, Morrigan, staring me in my face.
And when I asked her about the battle... We lost, and we also found out,
that the kings right hand and best friend Logain, fled the field and didn't help
the king and Duncan in the battlefield. I was furious when I found out.
I stormed out of the hut and confronted that witch, which seems to be the
true witch of the wilds(I don't know if I'll believe it or not...) and she said that she
saved me and Alistair from that tower, by becoming a giant bird and fly us out of there! INSANE! There's no such magic as that, is there?
Alistair stod beside Flemmeth and wiped tears, and was mumbeling something about go and see the Arl from Redcliffe. I just sighed, and agreed that something must be done about this. Logain is a deserter, Darkspawn is feeding on our fellow friends and now we are the only ones left that can save this godforsaken kingdom. And as if this wasn't enough, Flemmeth wanted US to take Morrigan with us. I was skeptical at first... but her magic can be pretty useful. She's a bitch with a mouth full of insects, but she'll come in handy.
Oh, and, one other thing...
I got a fu**ing dog now. Yeah, that's right.
A sodding dog. Alistair will have to feed him...
I simply refuse.
He found some cake though, somewhere in the outskirts of the wilds.
I was pretty amazed.
He still stinks, however.
We've just reached Lothering, and we must keep pressing on to
Redcliffe, it seems like a good goal in our quest.

I will never forget what they did to you, Shianni.
Never. I wish I could protect you from these
disgusting shemlens forever.
x
Darrian

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