Zelvyne

Elise groaned as she hefted her armour up onto the table. The pieces clattered onto the wooden surface, dimly reflecting the candlelight. The griffon emblem on her chestplate was barely visible. She sighed. Darkspawn blood rusts metal like... Maker knows what. She grabbed a cloth, and set to work. She was lost in the rhythm of scrubbing when she heard a knock at the door, and jumped slightly. Before she could answer, the door creaked open. Elise turned around, frowning heavily. 'Hah! Knew you'd be in here sulking.' A lean figure in blue robes filled the doorway. He grinned broadly. Elise rolled her eyes. Her expression softened. 'I'm not sulk

It was four months before I found her - four months since we had been torn apart so cruelly. With nothing but her faint smile imprinted in my mind, I had searched far and wide, looking for any trace or hint of where she might be. Gripping the package under my arm all the more tightly, I continued to scramble up the narrow path to the tower. The rain beat against me, damping even the sound of the wind. The sky was grey, though the fast-approaching night made it blacken as I walked. My feet slipped and my shoulders dropped, but I pressed onwards. I could not let her come to harm. I had only known her for a year before she was kidnapped, but I