#orana

hey there everypuppy

Fandom: Dragon Age

Pairing: Fenris & Orana

Rated: G more platonic

Modified prompts: Day 12 How does this help you?

Day 17  you’re not alone

Summary

When Fenris comes to Hawke’s mansion, he meets Orana. And there is a kind of shy bonding over Tevene commonality. This is roughly sometime after Orana escapes from the caves and to Kirkwall for a week or so. I adore trying my hand at making drabbles/ shortfics for rare pairs. Fenris’ pov

Coming Home

I dropped by Hawke’s home to return a book. She had given me a prior reading lesson, bade me take home this fiction. I found it too baffling. As I knocked on the door shyly, I caught a whiff of fragrant spices, like turmeric, cumin and coriander and some kind of meat. Venhedis, I’m ravenous.

I expected the dwarf to open the door, but it was the timid elf girl we had saved. Almost a week ago? She stared at me with bambi eyes, then averted her gaze to the floor.  “Hello Messere, Fenris is it?” Her voice was wobbly and high, like a bird’s.

I had come over in my usual spiky gear, oh no she must be in fear. I said, “Yes that’s right. Orana, you don’t have to call me messere now. Just Fenris. I’m here to visit Hawke.” I was looking at her bunned golden hair, she still bowed her head. I tried to soften my tone.

Orana tentatively looked up and stepped back. “Yes of course. Please come in and sit. Mistress is upstairs sleeping I think.” Coming into Hawke’s front room with the inviting couches, a wave of exhaustion washed over me. I moved to the rack, disarming my weapons, breastplate and spiked gloves. I was wearing a moss-green cotton shirt and loose pants. The delicious food aromas were more acute as Orana was moving towards the kitchen.

This was written as part of the 2025 Black Emporium Rare Pair Exchange!

Rated: G

Word Count: 2,130

Primary Ship/Characters: Merrill & Orana; Sandal

Thank you for the prompt! @lottiesnotebook @dadrunkwriting

Brief pre relationship fluff between Alain and Orana Alain was not much of a bodyguard, Orana had to admit. Most of the mages who showed up with Hawke’s sister were a bit scrawny, and he was on the short side for a human; even if he was nearly a head taller than her he didn’t exactly cut an imposing figure. But she still felt better when he came along with her to the market. Even after so long free in the city she was still uncomfortable going alone, and since Bodhan and his boy moved away she didn’t have anyone one else used to doing that for her. And most of the mages were at least as afraid of leaving the house as she had been when she first arrived.

Then Alain started volunteering to go with her. He never explained why. Maybe he just needed to get out of the house a bit and was as glad for the company as she was.

Between the two of them, she was the more comfortable in the market. She hadn’t really noticed how much more comfortable she had gotten there until he came along the first time, flinching at his own shadow while she was able to chat with one of the regular merchants. But he kept volunteering to come with her and she kept thanking him and accepting.