Chapter 1: An Unlikely Warden
Seraphia Surana left the Circle tower and joined the Grey Wardens for a number of reasons. When Duncan arrived at the tower and she had been called to take her Harrowing she could practically smell the winds of change in the air.
She was worried about the Harrowing but what young mage wasn't? But she wasn't afraid that she would succumb to the power of a demon taking control of her body. No she feared that while she was in the Fade the Templar would strike her down for she had taken too long for their liking. As it was it didn't take her long to see the demons ruse before her and thankfully he didn't try and be forceful with her because she wasn't that skilled in the offensive arts, she much preferred healing and defending others such she was a good natured elf.
The main reason she left the tower was because of her former best friend Jowan who had lied to her and his beloved Lilly and tricked them into breaking his Phylactery and escaping the Circle. It had turned out that he truly was a blood mage and had endangered them both just so he could try and life he wanted without considering the consequences.
Seraphia understood that a life out the tower would simply be everything they've dreamed of since being snatched from their families at such a young age that they can't recall their parent's faces. But turning to blood magic was against everything that the mages stood for. It only showed to everyone else that mages couldn't be trusted as they were dangerous and could easily become abominations.
So when she and Lilly had been caught trying to help Jowan escape Duncan had stepped in and conscripted her before Knight commander Gregoir could do anything to her like placing her in solitary confinement and that was only if she was extremely lucky.
So that was how the young Elven girl who had literally just become a full-fledged mage journeyed her way down to Ostagar to take the joining and be part of the Grey Wardens whose sole purpose was to defeat the Darkspawn. It wasn't exactly how she envisioned her way of leaving the tower but it would suffice and it ensured that she would never have to return.
After briefly meeting the king of Fereldan Duncan left her to explore the camp and instructed her to meet up with a junior member of the order Alistair. She did exactly as instructed and took in the sights of the ruined fortress and carefully plucked some plants to be used for healing potions and then headed across the bridge to meet her new family.
When Alistair finally met the latest recruit to arrive he was pretty sure it was a joke, it just had to be. Either that or Duncan had completely lost his mind on his journey to find another recruit. There was just so many things wrong with the latest edition.
There was definitely something wrong with this picture in front of him. He thought he must have got caught raiding the cheese larder again and fallen and smacked his head and was currently dreaming, yeah that was the most likely explanation.
Because there was no way in Thedas that the person standing in front of him was going to become a Grey Warden.
The young girl standing in front of him was the most beautiful thing his eyes had ever laid upon. She was roughly average height for a young elf and she was slender looking and didn't hold the same confidence as most of the other mages he had come across. She had long wavy dark brown hair that was pulled into a low ponytail that cascaded all the way down her back, bright sky blue eyes that contrasted well with her dark hair, she was so pale from where the sun had never kissed her skin, cute little nose and soft plumb lips that graced her small slender face perfectly. Clearly the Maker had taken his sweet time creating such an enchanting beauty.
She seemed far too young to become a Grey Warden and this would the first time that he questioned Duncan's wisdom. It also seemed cruel to her as she'd e the only girl among the Grey Wardens if she survived the joining.
"Hello?" She spoke quietly and her voice was that of an angel. She was staring up at him with a curious look on her perfect features.
"Forgive me, I am Alistair and I will be escorting you as you prepare for the Joining ritual. May I know your name young lady?" He spoke gently back to her for she seemed so out of place here among the soldiers in the background that he didn't want to spook her by being too friendly because he didn't want to creep her out.
"I am Seraphia,nice to meet you." She spoke a bit louder as she grew accustomed to being out in the wide open world and had to talk over the shouting and chattering around the encampment.
"Welcome to the Grey Wardens." Alistair smiled at her and was pleased to see that she returned the friendly gesture.
The two of them went to gather the other recruits a thief named Daveth and a knight called Jory and Duncan assigned them to find the old treaties in the Korcari wilds that were left behind over 400 years ago and to also collect some samples of Darkspawn blood.
In all honesty he wasn't worried about Daveth or Jory surviving the ritual, he was worried about Seraphia. She just seemed so innocent and naive of the threat they faced. He knew he wouldn't be able to talk Duncan out of making her go through with the ritual, he just prayed to the maker that she would endure it.
They checked their equipment and Seraphia went to speak to kennel master when she noticed that one of his Mabari was sick and she offered to look for the flower to help cure it. When they all ready they left through the gates that would lead them into the wilds.
As soon as the gate had closed behind them Seraphia took in the sight of the untouched world before her. Everything was just so green, and wet it seemed more like a marshland rather than a forest but there was plenty of trees to block out most of the sky. She could hear the small humming of beetles and the chirping of various kinds of birds all around them.
While travelling through the Korcari Wilds, it didn't take them long to find a soldier injured and near death and so Seraphia cast a healing spell on him mend the life threatening wounds and he carried on his way.
"What are we doing out here? The Darkspawn could easily happen upon just like that unit and we won't be around long enough to become Grey Wardens." Jory started to panic and began to back away towards Ostagar.
"Right, because running away before even trying to fight them is the best thing to do. Don't be such a coward, I thought you were a knight or something." Daveth rebukes and glowers at Jory.
"I'm not a coward, I just think we shouldn't be wandering out here without more troops." Jory snapped back and faced Daveth but kept his eyes warily on their surroundings.
"There's nothing to fear. We Grey Wardens can sense the Darkspawn and so they won't sneak up on us." Alistair tried to reassure them and calm the situation down but it seemed to only add fuel to the fire.
"See you may be killed by the Darkspawn but you'll least know about it first." Daveth taunted and merely crossed his arms over his chest as Jory looked about ready to reach for his sword out of its sheath.
Before Jory could so something stupid and Alistair again tries to talk them down, Seraphia who had been watching silently up until now snapped at all of them. "Enough! All of you! This isn't the time nor the place! We have a job to do and unless you want the entire horde to know where we are I suggest you shut up and put up!"
The three men just turned to look at her surprised by her commanding tone and did exactly as she said and they continued on silently after that until they finally encountered the Darkspawn.
Seraphia screamed at the first Darkspawn that attacked them and her arcane bolts were barely hitting them. So instead she focused on putting up barriers to protect her companions from the arrows from the enemy archers. She would also send out small healing spells whenever they received minor injuries.
Battling their way through the numerous groups of Darkspawn the group finally reach the chest where the treaties are supposed to have been kept all this time only to find that they no longer remain there. That's where they get introduced to the Wilder witch Morrigan who informs them that her mother has moved the treaties for safety.
"What say you? Does your Elven mind grant you a different perspective? Or do you too believe the same as these fools you travel with?" She turned her unusual amber coloured eyes towards the young mage and awaited her answer.
Seraphia didn't doubt that Morrigan was telling the truth but that didn't mean that she believed it was safe for them either to just follow her Maker knows where. But then what other choice did they have?
"I believe what you say is true. Take us to meet your mother."
Alistair remained sceptical of both Morrigan and her mother but in the end it turned out to be unwarranted. Morrigan's mother kindly returned the treaties to them and Morrigan safely escorted them back to the camp. All of his worries were nearly put to rest when the returned to Duncan with the treaties and the Darkspawn blood. Everything was going smoothly up until the Joining and Daveth died by the taint and Jory drew his sword and went to attack Duncan, who cut him down instantly.
Alistair was sure that the lovely young Seraphia would die by the taint just like Daveth. He was most surprised and relived to see that she merely fell unconscious and awoke minutes later and was staring up at him and Duncan. He held out his hand and she gladly accepted it and he holstered her up off of the cold hard ground.
Watching the taint comsume Daveth had been horrifying but seeing Duncan cut Jory down for merely backing out had been ten times worst. She understood the obligation they had to keep this a secret and all must be done to stop the Darkspawn but she still couldn't see how that justified murdering a man.
"When you're ready, you've been invited to the meeting by the King." Duncan informed her and walked off to the meeting place.
"Okay." She replied a little surprised that she had been invited to any meeting, especially by the King himself. She also wasn't sure if she wanted to be anywhere near Duncan so close after seeing him in action against someone she was just beginning to trust.
She hesitantly starts to follow after Duncan but a wave of dizziness hit her and the world spun in a blur and the next she knows is that Alistair has is arms wrapped around her, steadying her so she didn't fall flat on her face.
"Are you okay?" He asks her concerned and she merely nods and thanks him before stepping out of his embrace and walking off.
At the meeting the strategy is clear and seems flawless. If everyone does their part then they should be able to win this battle, just like the other three that happened before her arrival. Yet she cannot explain nor ignore the feeling in her stomach that something terrible is going to happen and everyone is going to die, but she has no reason to feel this way and blames it on nerves before pushing them aside.
"I'm not going to be in the battle?" Alistair almost shouts as Duncan relays the King's orders, that the two of them are to light the beacon at the Tower of Ishal, so that Loghain's men know when to move in.
"The King has ordered the two of you to go and you will go Alistair, there is no changing it." Duncan sternly finishes and gives them both a look that has them squirming under his gaze and they won't dare go against the orders.
"Seraphia, if you wouldn't mind waiting at the bridge for Alistair, I have something I wish to discuss with him in private." His voice is gentle and eyes are kind and she smiles slightly before heading to the bridge, leaving the two men alone.
"What is this about Duncan?" Alistair is confused when Duncan places a hand on his shoulder and his face has the most serious look on it that he's ever seen.
"You must protect Seraphia at all costs Alistair. She is important to the war, more than you know, more than she even knows." Duncan urgently hopes that the young Warden before him will understand that they can't allow anything to happen to Seraphia.
"I don't understand Duncan. What do you mean? How is she important?" Alistair demands and he is getting angry for being left out of the loop and hurt that he didn't tell him sooner.
"I will explain later, after the battle. Now go!" Duncan urges and pushes Alistair in the direction of the bridge and running off in the opposite direction where the King and his men are waiting for him.
Seraphia was starting to get anxious when she heard heavy footsteps approach her and saw Alistair stand beside her. She breathed a sigh of relief when all of a sudden the bridge shook violently as giant boulders were being catapulted towards it. Her eyes widened in horror as she saw archers being thrown off of the bridge, down onto the battle below.
Alistair didn't waste any time and grabbed Seraphia's hand and ran as fast as he could along the bridge and increasing his pace when he saw boulders that seemed to be heading straight towards them. Luckily his fellow Grey Warden had snapped out of her shock to create a shield around the two of them to shelter them from the debris caused by the impacts.
Once they reached the other side, everything seemed to happen at once. Guards telling them the tower had been taken and all of them charging in and taking out as many Darkspawn as they could as they entered the tower and raced through its many floors and losing men as they went. Opening the last door they thought that they had killed everything that stood in their way but an Ogre was waiting for them and lunged straight for them.
Alistair dodged left, while Seraphia went right and sent up a small bolt of lightning at it. It angrily spun to charge at her and that's when Alistair saw his chance and jumped high into the air and swung his sword deep into the creature's neck and severed its spinal cord. The giant fell to the stone floor and Alistair retrieved his sword from the dead body as Seraphia used an arcane bolt to light the beacon.
Unfortunately they didn't have time to celebrate as the door burst open and dozens of Genlocks and Hurlocks came barging in and fired arrows at them. Alistair raised his shield and ducked to the floor behind some barrels and looked up just in time to see Seraphia get struck by an arrow that seemed to pierce too close to her heart.
All Seraphia knew was that she had fulfilled her mission and then somehow seemed to be floating in darkness.
A/N: So this is the first chapter re-done giving a detailed background on where Seraphia comes from and how events have forced her to join the wardens. Also I've matured her a little bit as it wasn't really practical in keeping her so young in mind.