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After the death of the Mother, the remaining darkspawn forces scattered and fled back into the Deep Roads.  The raids on Amaranthine came to an abrupt end. The Architect apparently kept his word, gathering his remaining disciples to follow the rest of their kind back underground.  Some Grey Wardens in other nations were appalled to hear of the Architect’s continued existence, but were unable to track him down despite years of effort. Some within the order have claimed that the Architect’s survival guarantees another Blight-- and yet the Deep Roads have lately been quieter than any can recall.  Most have resignedly decided that i

Finding the Mother’s lair hadn’t been too hard, especially with curious directions from the darkspawn messenger.  Arianne and her Wardens found themselves spelunking about the Dragonbone Wastes being swarmed by the creepy Children darkspawn.  Following where the darkspawn were coming from, they went into the ruined towers that delved into the Deep Roads.  There, they were met by a somewhat familiar face. “And so we meet again.”  The emissary stood high on a ledge above the Wardens.  Beside him was a dwarven woman with long brown hair and skin that looked like it had seen much better days.  She looked down at the warde

Game: Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age: Awakenings, and DA2 Pairings: Alistair/ OC, Zevran/M!Surana Rating: M (Blood, violence, graphic situations, and smut) ##### Iola walked behind Alistair and Mistress Woolsey as they toured the Keep's property. Iola smiled as she watched how attentive Alistair was to the older woman. Even though Iola was sure that the woman didn't want nor need any help, Alistair but he continued with his gentlemen ways. The Keep was beautiful, at one point it was probably one of the most beautiful buildings in Ferelden, but mismanagement and lack of upkeep had left the property less desirable. However Iola saw the pote