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Fic: Only Honor Gives Duty Meaning
Feb. 11th, 2015 02:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
varelishawtTitle: Only Honor Gives Duty Meaning
Pairing(s): None
Characters: Seneschal Varel, Ser Cauthrien, Fiona, Mistress Woolsey, Captain Garevel, original and minor characters, Dworkin, Mhairi, Rowland, Ambassador Cera, Nathaniel Howe, Oghren, Herren, Wade
Rating: M (mentions of prostitution and slavery)
Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence
Summary: Rescued after six months spent as a prisoner in the silverite mine by the very man who had put him there, Varel is given an unenviable duty: keeping the arling of Amaranthine together after the death of Arl Howe.
Unsavory elements have crept in to fill the void left by the absence of a liege lord, and there are dark rumors and reports of darkspawn sightings in the remote areas of Amaranthine. With all of the burden and little of the authority he needs to govern the arling, he must do what he can if there is to be anything left for the Grey Wardens.
tl:dr: My take on what went on in Amaranthine before the new Warden-Commander arrived, and my headcanon as to why Varel knew about the Joining, among other Grey Warden secrets. Intended as a framing fic for my DA Kink Meme fills.
At AO3, at ffnet
My DA muse returned after a few years, plopped down her bags, and moved back in like she owns the place. I suppose there's plenty of space.
Pairing(s): None
Characters: Seneschal Varel, Ser Cauthrien, Fiona, Mistress Woolsey, Captain Garevel, original and minor characters, Dworkin, Mhairi, Rowland, Ambassador Cera, Nathaniel Howe, Oghren, Herren, Wade
Rating: M (mentions of prostitution and slavery)
Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence
Summary: Rescued after six months spent as a prisoner in the silverite mine by the very man who had put him there, Varel is given an unenviable duty: keeping the arling of Amaranthine together after the death of Arl Howe.
Unsavory elements have crept in to fill the void left by the absence of a liege lord, and there are dark rumors and reports of darkspawn sightings in the remote areas of Amaranthine. With all of the burden and little of the authority he needs to govern the arling, he must do what he can if there is to be anything left for the Grey Wardens.
tl:dr: My take on what went on in Amaranthine before the new Warden-Commander arrived, and my headcanon as to why Varel knew about the Joining, among other Grey Warden secrets. Intended as a framing fic for my DA Kink Meme fills.
At AO3, at ffnet
My DA muse returned after a few years, plopped down her bags, and moved back in like she owns the place. I suppose there's plenty of space.
