Dragon Blooded

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Tobi gripped his weapons. When Yue reacted, he knew that they were in danger. Damnit, it had to have been a trap! It better not be red templars. If it was, they might blow his cover. He was supposed to be spying on the Inquisition, but the truth was… he’d not been spying for a long time. He didn’t care. 

He didn’t care about the war, he didn’t care about the red templars or Corypheus, and he didn’t care about the Inquisitor. He just wanted to survive, no matter the cost. But if Yue found that out… then he’d likely tell someone and then he’d be put in prison. 

When he heard the armour, the heavy footsteps, it was too late. He went to grab Yue, but he saw them, clad in their red lyrium dress. Tobi gritted his fangs, taking a step back. For him, the red stuff wasn’t bad. They’d tried to drown him in it, but Rage meant he was apparently immune, and the deformity never happened. The demon had cleansed him of it. But Yue? He was a mage, he’d be susceptible to it.

“Get back,” he ordered Yue. “Let me handle this. You’ll be infected.” He, of course, had no idea that Yue was far more powerful than he looked. 

“Well, well,” said one of the templars. “Fancy running into you, wolf.” 

Tobi growled. “What do you want?” he asked, hoping to get out of this alive and without Yue finding out where he’d really come from. 

“Who is your friend?” The templars moved forward. 

“He’s no one. Just some elf,” Tobi said. “So be on your way and leave us be. The Inquisitor wants to know what’s in here, and we’ll get that information for them.” 

It was unnerving, he had to admit, seeing Red Templars up close. He might have fought templars before, the rogue ones. But these ones...they were different. Surrounded in a sickening aura of wrong. Even their appearance, as subtle as some of their differences were, were also just a shade wrong.

He never took the regular lyrium even to help with his magic stores. If this is what the red version did to people, he wanted nothing to do with it himself. Who knew what would happen to him if he were exposed to it.

He didn’t want to hazard a guess or find out from experience.

He obeyed Tobi’s order, but shot a look at him nonetheless.

Let him handle this?

And how exactly was he going to handle this? He was in just as much danger with the red lyrium as Yue was. Certainly, Tobi had a demon inside him that granted him several useful, and admittedly terrifying abilities, but that didn’t make him invincible.

And what was with that strangely familiar tone they had with the werewolf?

He can feel his hackles rise as the red templars draw closer to them. He bares his teeth at the one that draw too close to them, a warning hiss sounding from him.

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The sound of the door opening startles him as he’s preparing for bed. Shirt off and his glove halfway down his arm, he hastily tugs it back up to cover the rest of his arm as he whirls to see who’s coming in.

Yue’s should slump in relief when Raserei’s large form fills the space of his door.

“Oh Raserei.” He grins at him.

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Every sound seemed to ricochet off each other, and Yue was right, it was disorientating. Frustrating. Somehow, Tobi got the feeling that they weren’t supposed to be here. He’d already considered it might be a trap, or maybe it was just a bandit hideout. If it was the red templars, he should have known. Then again, he’d not reported back to Samson in what felt like weeks, it could have even been months. 

They’d be pissed if they did happen to run into him. He was supposed to let them know what the Inquisition was doing, but to be real honest, he couldn’t give a shit about the red templars. He didn’t care about Corypheus either, not that he cared about the Inquisition when their Inquisitor was a cunt of a man. 

Tobi strained his ears, trying to listen. “I can’t tell,” he whispered, the hairs on the back of his neck prickling. Rage did not like his uncertainty, and he could feel the demon pressing at the surface, wanting to change. He kept his cool, though. So long as he was calm, the demon didn’t have any sway. 

Moving, he unsheathed his sword. “Just in case…” He moved his head to motion for Yue to continue at his side as they took a few more steps. “Be on guard.” 

The mage didn’t need to be told twice to be on guard.

Yue echoed Tobi movements, pulling his staff from his back and cautiously taking stock of their surroundings. He didn’t need his staff to be dangerous, magic or otherwise, but there was just something comforting about having having something solid and familiar in his grasp in the midst of such uncertainty.

He focuses once more, closing his eyes and listening. He tries to concentrate more on what he’s hearing now that they’re not really moving and...

There!

He hears them.

Footsteps.

Heavy, armored footsteps.

So he had been right, but this sounded less like bandits like he’d originally thought. Bandits he’d been prepared to handle with just the two of them like last time. But heavily armored warriors? That was a whole different story.

The footsteps close in on them fast and Yue barely has time to think and let out a curse in elven before the group is on them.