THE ADVENTURES OF ANDRASTE THE DRAGON
Chapter 42: The Silent Grove
The flight was amazing! The country side of Rivain and then Antiva had the tropical forests surrounding the lands to the northeast. It was then that I started to figure out that this world; this Thedas is on the Southern Continent. Just like South America back home it is colder in the South then it is in the North.
The lush trees that filled the land below moved with the clean air that flowed around it. I wish Earth was just like this pollution free and wild again.
Look at me I sound like a tree huger.
With my sensitive hearing I could hear the birds even from high up.
The jungles were immense as it suddenly gave way to swamp and marshland. I felt compelled to fly slower over these lands to admire their beauty.
That is until a roar filled the skies.
I turned my head to see another dragon approaching from the swamp. I must have come into its territory when we flew over it.
From the looks of it, it was another High Dragon like me.
“Greetings sister what brings you over the silent grove?” She said to me.
“I am Andraste the dragon healer and we were just heading back to Kirkwall and have been flying all day.” I replied to the dragon.
“Andraste? I've heard of you word travels fast in these parts; please come land here there are no darkspawn on the ground. Our mistress protects us from outside harm. Please come land here for now and rest,” with that she banked and headed back towards the ground.
I followed her knowing that Morrigan was getting tired. Days out at sea had strengthened my muscles and has whooped me into shape. I don't even feel a bit tired, but seeing the young dragon mage I must comply. Banking down towards the swamp below it surprised me that there was a building here. But knowing the history of this place it seems as no surprise. Landing I allowed my passengers to get off and Morrigan finally on the ground collapsed. Her heavy heaving was a sure sign of her exhaustion. Dragons suddenly appeared out of nowhere lifting her up and dragging her away.
“What is going on?” asked Roslyn.
“I don't know but whatever this place is it is crawling with dragons,” Oghren said as he unleash his axe.
“You can put away your weapons they will not harm you,” said a voice.
Turning they were greeted by the sight of a woman dressed like a witch of the wild. Her rough spun clothes though revealing show that she is woman of stature. Her staff with the skull of some sort of herbivore held high and her head piece reminds me a bit like how Flemeth would look in her true form. Indeed she is a witch of the wilds.
“We come in peace our friend is exhausted and we wish the seek refuge here,” said Aleria always the noble.
“Then you are welcome here I am Yavana keeper of the Silent Grove. I see you are traveling with dragons my friend, tell me are you the dragon known as Andraste?” she said addressing me.
I bowed low to show her respect, “I am she,” I replied.
“Ah so what they say is true then, you can speak in the tongue of men just like Flemeth and the witches of the wilds.” she said to me.
I lowered myself to her height as she ran her hand over my snout and over the scars of several battles. And then she looked into my red eyes, “I have never seen a dragon with red eyes before you are truly unique Andraste,” she said.
“I get that a lot, but my friends and I really could use the rest,” I said standing tall again.
“I understand, you can rest in the temple I often have travelers rest there. I normally don't get them very often mainly the elves who travel through these parts. But you can rest there and gain your strength it is where my sister sleeps also.” she said nodding their thanks Alistair and the others went to drop off their gear and hopefully rest before our continued flight to Kirkwall.
I laid down in the courtyard my body finally feeling the weight of the ground beneath me.
“So tell me Yavana why are you hiding this place?” I asked looking at wonder at all the dragon-accommodated buildings and areas around the grove. My wings were relaxed and tucked to my side in a gesture of relaxation and exhaustion.
“The silent grove was made centuries ago by the Tevinters as a way to worship their gods. It was built as a sanctuary to all dragons and anyone who came in with ill intent was killed on sight. Inside the temple are the remnants of the dragon gods before they were corrupted by the greed of the Imperium. It was here the dragons and humans could find peace. After the first Blight however people turned their backs on the old gods and started hunting all dragons down as a result of their anger.” she said sadly.
“Including dragon mages?” I said
“Yes including dragon mages,” she said as she sat down on a nearby rock.
“You know I have protected this spot for five hundred years and I have never heard of a dragon such as yourself seek the healing arts before,” she said curiously as she turned her head towards me.
“How so?” I asked.
“They said that only the dragon queen has the power of healing among dragons.”
“Dragon queen?” I asked
“Yes, I guess when I mentioned her you don't know a thing about her then?” she said
“No I don't,” I replied truthfully.
“She is the one that all dragons gave reverence too a dragon of incredible power...and yet she was full of compassion and wisdom. They said she was unique among the dragon mages in that she had the power and knowledge of a healer. Unlike other high dragons she chose the healers path, a path that was carved as an example to all dragons and dragon mages that they are the just rule in the skies.” she said
I was intrigued by this tale that Yavana told me. I was also curious as to why she treated us with such hospitality but I figured that since I am a dragon and Morigan is a dragon then everything will be ok.
It was the next morning that I realized how wrong we were. Yavana stood over us her staff held high as I fought through the chains that were wrapped around me.
“What is the meaning of this!” I called out to her.
“It is nothing personal Dragon-Healer but I am doing this for my dragons.” she said and a roar filled the skies.
I struggled to break free of the chains the held me as the roar grew louder and a large shadow passed over me. Looking up I saw a dragon approach this one I dreaded.
It was Lusacan the Archdemon of Night.
His massive horned head greeted me as he approached and Yavana bowed to him, “My lord,” she said.
“You have done well Yavana as promised your dragon reserve shall be spared now we shall take what is ours and be gone from here. You can do what you wish with the others,” with that I was pulled away while the darkspawn horde came out of the bushes to handle me. I struggled with all my might but they wrapped my snout with chains. I tried to burn the chains but they appeared to be enchanted. I screamed with all my might but there was only silence.
“You won't get free of those my dear,” Lusacan said when he bowed his head low to my level.
“Those chains are specially made for dragon mages even those like you,” he said as he lifted himself in the air.
“Let's go!” he said and tore open a portal through the very plains of existence and into the unknown. I felt myself being pulled by dozens of ogres into the portal to my very prison that awaits me.
a/n: Hi I'm not dead just had this major writers block for this story so I waited for some inspiration. I know this chapter is a bit short but that is all I can come up with for now. It is sort of a cliff hanger and it is not going to end in hiatus I assure you. I am currently busy at work and my other story was taking up most of my time. So chapter updates will be slow. I was inspired to finish this one by the release of the Dragon Age 3 Teaser found on You Tube. So yes Ladies and Gentlemen this is unedited and spurned at the moment so here you go.