Unspoken

Chapter 6

With the first few sunbeams they both get ready to wander through the woods to collect those weird shards. It’s quite calm, there are a few bird noises but most creatures that live in this forest seem to be still asleep. Some mist is hovering over the ground which makes it even harder to keep the right track.

“According to scout Harding the shards should be in an area a bit more south from where we are right now.” Leliana points in a direction ahead of them.

“Let us not waste any more time then.” Morrigan keeps walking.

The both of them continue to go deeper into the giant forest and look around for any traces of the shards, they should reflect the sunlight so they keep looking for something shimmering between the rocks and trees.

Suddenly Morrigan grabs Leliana’s wrist and pulls her back behind a big tree.

Leliana gives her a confused look but before she could say anything, Morrigan gives her a signal to be quiet by putting her index finger on her dark purple lips. The redhead closes her mouth. Her back is pressed against the tree trunk, the witch is standing right in front of her, only inches apart. Her hand is still wrapped around her wrist.

Then the bard hears steps. They are heavy and she also notices a growling voice. Those must be red Templars, which means they are very close to their destination. Luckily the steps recede, they have not noticed them hiding behind that tree.

Leliana looks at the witch in front of her.

“How did you hear them so early?”

“I did not. I could sense their red lyrium.” She explains.

“I see, this makes sense I guess.” The redhead replies then looks at her wrist. “You can let go of me now by the way, we should hurry up.”

The witch immediately lets go of the bard like she just burned her hand.

She clears her throat.

“You’re right, let us go and complete the mission.”

Maker what was that. If her mother could see her now she would laugh in her face for being such a fool. She was fine living her life by herself for so long and now she almost craves for physical contact with that ex chantry girl.

Morrigan sure is familiar with the sexual kind of physical needs, she has spent various nights with men before. But this one is different. Having her around makes her slightly nervous for some reasons but at the same time she gives her this strange feel of comfort. And she really starts to like it a lot more than she should.

The witch follows the bard further south. The way is longer than it seemed but after a while they see something shimmering between two rocks in front of them. They take a closer look at it and it really is the first shard of the three they are supposed to find here.

“They look different from what I have expected” Leliana points out as she picks up the shard from the ground.

It’s a very old looking, imperfectly rectangular stone plate of the size of book with an engraved skull inside of a circle on it. It also has a strange blue glow.

“What did you expect? A regular glass shard?” Morrigan asks arching her brows.


“I mean not regular but… sort of?” the bard replies and puts the shard carefully in her bag. “Anyway, there are two more to find.”

Morrigan smirks and continues looking for the other pieces, then she stops and turns around.

“I don’t want to trouble you but I sense red lyrium, a lot of it.” She now takes her staff.

“They shall come and try then.”

Leliana stops and takes her bow and places an arrow ready to shoot. She scans the area around them for the red Templars. Which direction will they come from? She listens for any footsteps or breaking sticks. Any movement and she will shoot. It’s been a while since she was standing on a battlefield but of course she continued training her body and mind after she became spymaster of the Inquisition. She’s positive they will be able to defeat them no matter how many they are.

And in this moment she sees one of them next to a big rock. He looks nothing like a normal Templar anymore. Their skin is unnaturally pale, veins literally shine through. They have red eyes and the tainted lyrium grows out of various body parts. They honestly look even worse than darkspawn. Unbelievable that those monsters were humans once.

The bard shoots her first arrow and hits him between the eyes. He lets out a growling noise of pain but he keeps walking towards them.

She shoots a second one into his chest where his heart – if he even still has one, should be located, this time he falls down to the ground. She switches to her daggers now, because she doesn’t have the range for her arrows to be effective enough as the come closer.



Morrigan freezes three of them to a block of ice, then hits them with a powerful lightning bolt. The Ice shatters and so do the Templars who were trapped inside and the remaining pieces are falling to the ground.

“I got three, how many do you have?” the witch smirks.

Leliana pulls out her bloody dagger out of the throat of another dead templar.


“Four.” She replies, arching her brows before confronting the next enemy.

While she dodges the attack from the one in front of her, a second one suddenly shows up and grabs her neck from behind. The bard tries to loosen his grip to breath, she uses the Templar in front of her as a wall for a backflip and lands behind her second attacker, which couldn’t react fast enough and gets stabbed in the back and falls to the ground.

Leliana pierces the remaining Templar through the chest. But before she can even catch her breath she spots three more of them running towards her.


“Maker how many are there??”


She takes down one, then notices she’s surrounded by four of them. The bard manages to dodge two attacks before getting hit and slammed to the ground. Her back hits the floor, the air gets pressed out of her lungs from the rough impact. She can barely roll to one side to escape another strike but she knows there’s no way to escape the hits from the others. She tries to shield her most vulnerable body parts, closes her eyes and waits for the blow.


But it doesn’t come.


The redhead opens her eyes, that’s when she sees that her attackers get thrown away like some kind of a shockwave just hit them. They fall to the ground where they stay. She gets up and looks around to find Morrigan who lowers her hands after summoning that barrier spell that protected her.
She wants to say something, when she sees one of the bigger ones of the red Templars right behind the witch. He raises his arm, Morrigan turns around to face him, only to watch him pushing his blade into her chest.

“Morrigan!!”


The bard runs toward her as fast as her feet carry her. Anger and fear running through her body. Her pulse racing.


Morrigan let's out a painful moan before she channels her power and throws a lightning ball at his face to push him away from her.


The Templar lets out a roar and stumbles a few steps backwards. Leliana smashes her blade with all her remaining strength right into his chest before he can even make another move. He falls to the ground with a blunt impact.


Morrigan pants and collapses seconds after.

The bard turns around to find the witch lying on the floor motionless. Blood leaving her body.