Trouble With Misfits(A Dragon Age 2 Fenris Love Story.)

The Quest

"So tell me again why she's here?" Anders complained as we walked along the Wounded Coast.

"You so unceremoniously invited me to come along, how could I resist?" I told him, "You did say I was a valuable assest."

"You only have two daggers, and you're not a rogue!" Anders complained.

"Enough, she is a better fighter than you." The elf commented.

"So, elfy boy," I looked to him as he snarled at what I called him, "Do you have a name?"

"My name is Fenris. Not elfy boy."

"Oh, I know, just wanted a name."

"And you?" Fenris asked.

"Hailiana Fae, Or Lia works as well." I introduced myself plainly, he only nodded. "Why are we here?" I looked back to Hawke.

"To kill any outlaw Quinari we find for the Arishok."

"Tal-Vashoth, why would he ask?"

"He wants them dead? I don't know." Hawke explained very poorly, shrugging his shoulders. "Hey, Hail," He turned to me.

"Hail?" I asked, an annoyed look finding my face.

"It's a good name. Anyway, we're having game night later, you want to join?"

"What is game night?"

"We get together, my friends and I, and play card games and what not."

"I am not your friend." I spat, a slight look of loneliness finding its way to my face as I looked away from him.

"Sure you are! You're the one who got my family and I into Kirkwall."

"Oh, that." I muttered to myself, "Fine," I sighed, "If you insist..."

"Wonderful!" Anders groaned. I stopped dead, honing my ears in on a distant noise, Fenris hearing it as well.

"What?" Hawke asked.

"They are up ahead." I spoke.

"Be on guard, Hawke." Fenris told him, receiving a nod.

Casually, I walked ahead of everyone, waving my right hand out to my side; a scythe appearing not two seconds later. "Shall we gentlemen?" I spoke as I walked away.

(Fenris P.O.V)

"Is she trying to get herself killed?!" I snarled, pulling the great sword from my back and charging after Lia, who had already begun fighting after announcing to the Tal-Vashoth their death sentences. When Hawke and Anders caught up, they saw Lia jump high into the air and flip multiple times before bringing her scythe into a swinging position, splitting three Tal-Vashoth in half horizontally.

"About time you morons got here!" She shouted as she fought, drawing the attention to us. "Yeah, get them!" She pointed to us, causing the rogue Quinari to turn fully in our direction. I spat, she was drawing the attention away from herself, so she could possibly betray us and escape. Jumping into the air, I brought my great sword down onto the top of my enemies head, growling as Lia seemed to effortlessly dance as she swung her scythe. Eventually, we cut the numbers down, Lia and Anders finishing off the last two.

The silver haired woman stretched and let out an "Ah!" of satisfaction before staring at Hawke, Anders, and I, an impressed look in her eyes. "I underestimated you," She looked to me, making me growl, "I knew Matthew and Anders, despite himself, would be fine. But I expected to have to save you."

"Hey!" Anders huffed.

"Worry about your own abilities, woman." I spat, she grinned.

"Have you forgotten my name already, elf?" Snarling, I lunged towards her, my sword ready to cut her head off. When I saw her standing calm, my instincts told me to flee, not fight. It was too late, I was flung backwards, when I hit the ground; I looked up to see she and the others hadn't moved an inch.

"You witch!" I yelled, standing and readying myself to charge again.

"Incorrect, I am no mage, Fenris." Lia turned her back to me, foolish mistake,

"And if you charge me now, I will kill you." She spoke, I sneered and stepped off.

"Wow, she controlled Fenris, I thought you were the only one who could do that, Hawke." Anders smirked. Heat rose to my cheeks, making me look away.

"The task is done, let us head back." Quickly, I walked past the three of them, leading the way back.