Morrigan's Journal: Entry 1

Morrigan's Journal Chapter 1

We had done it. The arch demon was slain and through the ritual Davrel and I had performed, his life was spared. The ensuing catastrophic explosion had rendered Davrel, that fool Alistar and the Qunari unconscious. I had braced the impact with a shield of entropic energies. Before Davrel, The Qunari and The fool awoke I took flight, however before I quit the field I gave Davrel a gentle kiss on the fore head and whispered in his ear "Be safe, my Love." With those final words of parting I took flight by assuming the form of a mighty raven. As I flew high above Fort Drakon I could see the scores of Darkspawn fleeing from Denerim, then I managed to spot the people we had travelled with for a year, year and a bit. Shale was crushing some unlucky Darkspawn, as was the nature of that over grown pet rock. Wynne, the mage from the circle who tried to act like the "mother" in the group was trying to calm Shale. Zevran looked as if he was making another failed pass at Leliana. Oghren, being the foul dwarf he was, was probably already demanding ale. I reached the forested outskirts of Denerim, I reformed into my human state. On my hands and knees I wept, I was always taught that love was a weakness that I could not embrace. My personal shame, was that, it was a weakness I enjoyed. When I tried to push Davrel away, he simply came back. The more I tried to drive him away the closer we became. One eve not to long ago we argued about love. He said it wasn't a weakness, that it was a strength. I of course did not agree, but we continued our affair of what he called love. I never wanted to admit it, not to anyone we travelled with, not to him, not to myself, but, I did love him. It was love that made me push him away. I did not want to see him hurt when this time came. For his own good it is better if he not see me again. I knew what would take place on the night of this battle. However 'twas beyond my knowledge how terrible I would feel. No matter what we both feel I must do this alone. For now I must put my emotions aside and tend to my child that would arrived in a mere 9 months. I will start by wandering in Orlais, I cannot stay here in fereldan. Perhaps one day fate will reunite us, for both our sakes I hope it doesn't.  I began to walk, my first and last stop in fereldan would be Necropolis harbour. It was named for the ancient ruins found not far away from it that showed a strange race of genocide committing Gods. Ironically it is one of the few places in Fereldan not touched by war or the Blight, so in truth there was very little death actually occurring.     

As I Approached the harbour, that had the boat, that would take me to Orlais. I disguised myself as a simple refugee fleeing the devastation of the blight. To the harbour guards I was but another sad, lost soul in the crowd of many. However to my disdain there was a patrol of Templars   wandering the docks. They had no reason to be looking for me, so I wasn't going to give them one. we filed into the boat like cattle being led to slaughter. I was bumped and pushed by local ramble, sad sock, bleeding heart refugee who were fleeing a now safe Fereldan. As the last of the mindless sheep was loaded aboard the templars pointed in my direction and yelled "There is the Apostate!". I was not sure whether or not t'was I of whom they spoke so I stood still. As the knights pushed through the crowds, drawing every closer I began to sweat, chills went up my spine as the templars showed a civilian  in front of me out of the way. I took a breathe I thought might have been my last. However, the Templars continued to push through to a blonde man in the back with his hair in a ponytail and gold ear ring. The Mage tried to jump of the boat but the Chantry's automatons subdued him and dragged him off. As he was dragged away I herd him make bad jokes that made me think of that fool Alistar. The Templars replied to his jokes with "Nice try Anders. Back to the tower with you. Of course the mage responded as a fool would "Oh good, I was being to miss the stone walls and tall dark and scary knights glaring at me all the time." I breathed a sigh of relive as the Mage hunters left. I have too far to be stopped now.