Solas was on the hunt for Morrigan; he wanted the other half of Mythal. He already had one (well... Vela had it) and he needed the other. Everything he's done had been for Mythal. He cannot sit idly by and not get to see his long, lost... girlfriend felt wrong; she'd been much more than that. But maybe it felt wrong because she was sharing a body with his ex-girlfriend, whom he still loved.
Fuck, this was complicated.
As he approached the old hut in the Wilds, hands in his pocket, he was assaulted by the presence of extremely powerful, angry magic. And he slowed his gait, unsure of what he'd find.
It didn't feel like Flemeth. It didn't feel like Morrigan, either.
When he arrived, a girl was sobbing on the step. And he stayed quiet, searching with his magic to see if what he wanted was here.
And then he narrowed his eyes as he felt the almost-familiar magic of Mythal in the vicinity... but something was different. This was a more enraged Mythal.
And the girl in front of him carried her.
After another second of staring at the child, he moved to kneel at the bottom step.
Fuck, this was complicated.
As he approached the old hut in the Wilds, hands in his pocket, he was assaulted by the presence of extremely powerful, angry magic. And he slowed his gait, unsure of what he'd find.
It didn't feel like Flemeth. It didn't feel like Morrigan, either.
When he arrived, a girl was sobbing on the step. And he stayed quiet, searching with his magic to see if what he wanted was here.
And then he narrowed his eyes as he felt the almost-familiar magic of Mythal in the vicinity... but something was different. This was a more enraged Mythal.
And the girl in front of him carried her.
After another second of staring at the child, he moved to kneel at the bottom step.
Hello.This isn't what he had expected; he'd wanted to deal with the Witch of the Wilds, not... whoever this girl was.
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