We're children of the universe, don't you know

Need a reference to one of my characters?

Resources I use

Prompts

Want an idea of my top favs?

Dragon age link

Baldurs gate 3 link

A knight of the seven kingdoms link

Merlin Link

House of dragon link

About the Mun under the cut!

[Header image]

---------

Summery: What happens when the biggest heros of the age all get yanked into the fade- along with those who they have strong connections too?

What happens, if while they are there, they all must deal with forms of each other that may not recognize them?

How will the heros be saved from the demons of this realm trying to take them out mentally so they can have the bodies of some of the most powerful mages?

Pairings:

Main: Alistair/Warden, Fenris/Hawke, Cullen/Inquistor & Lucanis/Rook

Side/Past: Hawke/Anders, Solas/Inquisitor, Davrin/Rook/Lucanis

Chapters:

Chapter one

"Star?" Alistair said, floored by who stood before him. The woman he loved. The woman who got away. The one he couldn't forget.

Looking like the day they meet. The day he first got taken in by the rare beauty in the blight.

"do... I know you?" She asked, frowning at him.

Oh what kind of demon was the fade throwing at him here....

-----

"stop stop stop-" Cullen caught the foot aimed at his face before he managed to get the girl's arms down as well. He was breathless at this point as he looked at her- and maker she couldn't have been more then 14. Her hair was short and wild and her jaw set in an angry way. He didn't think it was actually the Inquisitor if it wasn't for the tattoo on her face that she'd been marked with by her circle.

"get off me Templar scum!" She snapped, rearing back to kick him again but Cullen was quick to grab her knee as it came up

"stop it. Please. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise"

--------

*she's so feisty* Spites voice was an unwelcomed part to the situation Lucanis was in

He had a poison dipped blade coming at him in serious strikes. Song was a little younger- probably right before she was sent away from the crows- her hair black instead of blue and clearly did not recognize him.

"you aren't Fenis" Hawke scoffed, looking at the imposter before her. Demons tried a lot of tricks in the fade but this was by far the most hallariusly bad.

"... Well no I'm Leto" The elf said, looking at her just as confused.

"see that's how I know this is bullshit. He rejected that name" Hawke said, arms crossed.

"such a beautiful woman with a mouth on her" the elf teased with an easy smile.

Oh yeah

"you can trust me" she gasped, hand around the hand holding her throat. Deep blue eyes looked up into golden brown, trying to plead with this Cullen.

"I could never trust a mage!' Cullen snapped and Elv was reminded of the fact that he'd once told her he didn't know if he would have cared for her once.

"you can" she said, voice squeaking when he tightened his grasp, not letting her move off the floor any. She reached up with shaky hands to undo the top of her shirt, ignoring the look of disgust on his face, before she pulled out the coin on the necklace.

Everything froze when he looked at it before he let her go and reached into his pocket, pulling out the same coin "how do you-"

"What do you mean Hawke left on another mission without-" Fenris closed his mouth. He saw the amused look starting in Isabellas eyes and he wasn't about to give her the satisfaction.

He didn't know when it really started but Hawke had been bringing him on less and less of her adventures.

Recently he'd noticed it had been about a month since he last actually went out with the group.

"well Fenris, let's look at the facts shall we" the pirate said, fingers beginning to lift as she spoke "You constantly dig at mages, of witch she is. You think mages should be locked away, meaning you think SHE should be locked away. You think the only good mage is a dead or tranquil mage- and how do you think Hawke should feel about any of that? Like she thinks you will truely have her back if it comes down to it? That you would try to help her instead of jumping to kill her if a demon tried to take her over?" She sighed and then tutted at him, patting his cheek much to his dismay "honey how the hell is she supposed to trust someone who talks like putting a knife in her back would do the world a service?"

That bothered him. Deeply. Hawke was never a face that came to mind when he said these things. She wasn't for one second who he pictured when he thought of his hatred for magic as a whole.

But what had she said that day she came to talk to him the same day Isabella did? That she was a mage, as a counter to him pointing out he was a escaped slave and an elf? He sighed as he began making his way to the hanging man, hopping he'd find out an idea of when she would be back.

He didn't know what about this hurt worse