She's Pretty Chill

One thing kept going through my head, Da Fuck, The legendary Flemeth bowed and apologized to me, me! Some rando with power. 8th grader syndrome for the win Baby. Still feel sick though.

Doing something I may regret I tell Flemeth to follow me. Activating my thrusters I head up to my Helicarrier. Behind me I see a fucking dragon chase me and freak out just a little, and no matter what Flemeth tells you I did not squeal like a little bitch.

Going up and up we eventually reach the Carrier and land upon it. I need my own landing zone if I keep doing this. Flemeth lands behind me and I refrain from turning around. I just know she's still in her dragon form. Old bitch.

POV: Flemeth

One day I was teaching my newest daughter Morrigan about more techniques she could use. Contrary to belief I have never forced a daughter into being my host. What type of mother would I be if I did. Morrigan however is by far the most willful out of the many I've taken under my wing. I've seen what happens to those not prepared for the world. They are broken and turned into husks. When my seventh daughter was done so I could no longer be as reserved about the matter. So I started to be harder on my girls. Never more has it happened.

That however is a tale for a different day. For today has been eventful to say the least. I first noticed something large in the sky that neither I nor Mythal could identify, which peaked our curiosity. Not much is able to do so. Then we felt... something... I'm not quite sure what, but it reminded Mythal of her younger days. That raised our curiosity even further.

Telling our dear daughter we were going for a walk we made our way to the presence when we felt it fall from the sky. Nothing has garnered our attention in many a year like this anomaly. We feel the presence descend upon the ruins of Ostagar. Such a beautiful place it once was. Full of life now in various stages of disrepair and ruin.

I took only 30 or so minutes till I reached the place of old and once I did I couldn't help but be left in shock. The majestic doors I once remembered now stood again. Not only that but much more has been repaired or replaced. I spotted a few improvements that would be hard to spot unless one knew the building from before.

We walk up to the door before we can even knock on the solid wood it opened and something we've not seen quite before opens it and greets us. "Welcome to Ostagar, my master awaits you." This... soulless thing is unnerving to the senses. It feels alive yet dead as well. Countless thought flow through our mind before we arrive in front of the anomaly. It stands in the shape of a man, beautifuly sculpted like the statues of old. Radiating a type of power we can not understand. But old habits die hard.

We provoke the anomaly to see how it reacts and at first it is cute. Destroying races and planets as if nothing. Killing Billions and yet not having a single shred of killing intent. False are its claims for I do not sense the lingering smell of the dead one finds on such butchers.

Than it gives us tantalizing information. Creatures far beyond our understanding it says. Things we can not hope to understand, and this drivel about being sent by them to complete tasks. What once was curiosity is replaced with disdain. So we show it true killing intent. What it's like to use the brutality of ones soul upon another and he stiffens. What's so great about these entities of its, if just this stops them.

Then it happens, almost instantly it composes itself. Then it looks at us with righteous fury burning deep within its eyes. With words dripping in the Fades cold energy. It says more, it knows of us and not just me. Of how to end us if needed. A spark of fear is rekindled in my old wretched heart. And for that it has earned my respect. I let Mythal take more of the wheel over and watch as it is dumbfounded.

Such a cute expression on such a lovely face. If only I was younger and more naive. I would not mind taking it... He, as a husband.

Within moments however he gathers himself. He orders me to follow, whom am I to disobey such a fun and interesting being. I'm startled again when he simply flies away. More and more my attention is taken by him. Shifting into a form I'm most familiar with we take flight. He looks back and sees my form and screams as a young Morrigan used to. If we were not in the air he may have very well jumped as well. I chuckle at the thought and he speeds up. More and more.

Soon we reach a hight I do not visit often and before me I see an amazing sight. A construct made of metal with blades spinning around and around. Seeing him land I do so as well behind him. However he does not turn around. It takes true courage to leave your back to a dragon. Such an interesting fellow. If not a husband then why not a son-in-law?

We both chuckle at the thought and he runs towards a door on the side of the odd contraption.

(How was the POV? I hate seeing them when I read but I honestly had fun writing from Flemeths point of view.)

POV: Marcus

Fucking dragon laughing at me. I'll show that old cow what for. Just as soon as my legs stop shaking. Running away... I mean showing Flemeth the entryway. I turn around and let me tell you. Flemeth went from a old prune to a spicy Milf real fast. Fucking shape shifters. ... Anyhow I give Flemeth a tour of the Carrier and I believe I have impressed her. She kept giving me these odd looks and I think I heard her mutter damn old age. My thoughts go to the nono place and I snap out of it when I remember that she can turn into a dragon.

Hehe, oh yes mighty dragon be bested by this one's holy sword of life. Hehehe... *cough*. I really need something to distract me and luckily that something just happened. Thank God otherwise I'll remember all the Dragon Age porn I used to fap to. *cough, cough* Damn milfs.

Running away, I mean escorting my guest we head to the Control center where I check up on the report the spy bots have sent back and by the looks of things I'm about a month before the Battle of Ostagar begins. I wonder how Flemeth or Morrigan will look in Miranda cat suit... BAD horny thoughts. I need to find a game with the doge bat immediately if this continues to be a problem.

Shaking my head I get back to the reports. The Jacks have successfully dug into the Deep Roads and are moving at a decent speed. They should be done within the next 3 months at this rate. Why do I think that? So I can be surprised when it only takes them a few weeks. Those upgrades are no joke.

Looking up from the reports I see Flemeth loving touch the Eluvian I brought with me. It must be nice to see one in such perfect condition after all this time. She really did get cast a bad hand. Getting back to the reports I see Duncan is in Highever which means he's already started to collect, I mean conscript the new Wardens.

That's bad. Not in him recruiting but the Couslands being targeted. Now I could let things play out, but I'm not that type of guy. I'm a busy body by nature damnit, and so I must intervene. FOR THE HORDE.

Looking up from my notes again I see Flemeth still staring at the Eluvian as if in a daze. Walking up to her I put my hand on her shoulder. Not the brightest idea but we have all confirmed that I'm not a great thinker.

She shudders under my touch (Not in that way horny dogs) before she steps back from the Mirror. "I know this Mirror." She whispers. "It was all but broken when I found it." You know when your empathy kicks in and you feel someone's sadness. Well Flemeth had a great deal in her voice.

She turns around and stares me in my eyes. "You said you were thrown here to accomplish the task your gods have given you correct?" She asks with a passion. I look away. "I wouldn't call them gods per say. Just really powerful people with nothing better to do." I sigh. "Yes, my gods have tasked me with several things to do in this world for their entertainment." She then states. "Then my daughter and I will accompany you. I've been sitting around far to long as is. Time to make the world remember my legend. Beside my daughter could use the breath of fresh air that comes from being around you."

Marcus.exe has stopped working. Please factory reset. Flemeth cups my face in her hands and say. "A breath of fresh air indeed."