You are a useless child (Marien)

I sit sprawled in the large stone throne draped with silks bored out of my mind. Why won't that stupid kid hurry up?! I've been waiting for hours! Taking my legs down from their place hanging over a chair arm I get up and walk down the hall towards Josephine's office. The door is closed and since I am in fact a polite person, I knock. “Come in.” Josephine's voice calls from inside and I open the door, poking my head in. “Any news of the warden? It's been almost an hour and a half.” Josephine looks up from her stack of paperwork. “Uhh, no? I mean they are coming from northern Fereldan so they could be delayed, due to snow and darkspawn and all.” She explains. “Well when they eventually get here tell them I'll be in my quarters.” Grumbling I exit the office slamming the door behind me. Passing Sera and Solas in the thick of another argument on my way upstairs I open the doors to my quarters and fall face first into the couch next to the balcony door. Might as well take a nap if I can, or think of what I'm going to say. Turning onto my back I grab a notepad and pen from the side table and begin to jot down short bullet points. Glancing up at the clock every so often as my vision gets hazy and my eyes begin to drift closed.

I wake up to hear giggling coming from outside the room, as if it's just outside the door. I bolt up and angrily open the door to revel exactly who I thought it would be, as well as two accomplices. The three stop laughing abruptly and I look the trio over. Alarian, standing in the middle, Krem to the left, and Sera to the right. I grab Alarian’s shirt and pull them up so we are at eye level. “You…” I growl angrily. Though their expression of fear turns to one of challenge. “Heard you thought I wouldn't show up.” They grin slyly and spread their hands out on either side, palm down as they begin to levitate, reaching out of my grip and shifting backwards. They drop to the ground and begin to sprint the other way. “If you really want to beat me up again you'll have to catch me first!” They yell as they turn a corner and run out of sight. Not only are they an idiot, they happen to be severely annoying as well. What a useless kid, and to think, their the one in charge of getting rid of the blight? Sounds completely illogical. Krem clears his throat and I turn to him and Sera. “As for you two, get lost. Now.” Sera nods and begins to start walking away but Krem stays and stares at me. “You lay a hand on my friend I will tell Bull to tear you limb from limb. Remember that Inquisitor.” He threatens me and walks away. I scoff, Bull wouldn't do that no matter what Krem says. Now to find where that warden went.

When I get down to the main throne room I find Alarian, who quickly hides behind one of their companions and thrusts them towards me. “He's a professional assassin try anything you'll regret it.” They say, the slightly scared tone evident in their voice. The man looks back at them then turns to me. “What they say is true by the way. Zevran Arainai, of the Antivan Crows. perhaps you've heard of me.” He says in a slightly accented voice. “Never heard of you. Now are we going to have a meeting or what?”Alarian pokes their head out from behind Zevran. “On one condition. Leliana is in the room.” I sigh “fine. Follow me.” I lead them down a torchlit hallway to a spare meeting room with four chairs set around a wooden table. I sit in the one closest to the window while Alarian sits the chair closest to the door. Leliana sits between us as we sit on opposite sides of the table. She closes the the door “shall we start?” I nod in agreement. “Meeting Focus: Darkspawn, Qunari, and other important things.” I write on a piece of paper for records. “As for Darkspawn, they've mostly been taken care of with the archdemon gone. Mostly just residual ones in the Deep Roads and some wandering near ostagar.” Alarian explains. “Why is there still Darkspawn at Ostagar? It's been a while since the battle why don't you and the other wardens go clear that place up?” They stare blankly at me “What, you mean me and the one other surviving warden?” They say sarcastically. “There's more than just you and one other go get the orlesians.” From what I know the orlesians have quite a few wardens. “Besides do you think I'd want to go back there?” And here comes the ‘pity me I was in a battle!’ Whining. “Well you need to Man Up and go anyways I don't care if you cry about it!” I snap at them. “There's a difference between not going somewhere because you don't want to and not going somewhere because you have PTSD.” They frown at me and Leliana says something to them in a language I don't understand. Hah, PTSD, what a joke. Not only do they not fight back to most things, I'm not sure can solve an eighth grade math problem. Plus they've got no friends their own age. What a lonely, stupid, useless kid. I come back to realize they'd been talking the whole time, not about anything worth listening to of course. “Well here's what have to say to you. You're a worthless kid who can't do anything not even kill some Darkspawn. In conclusion, you're a useless child. End of meeting. And as for peaking on me earlier if you do that again I'll have Cullen and you have another little ‘chat’ in the dungeon. So watch yourself. Sweet dreams.” I grab my notepad and exit the room with a smirk on my face, watching as they stare straight ahead in shock. Hah, take that kid.

Can I just say that Marien is my chaotic evil character and she's a bitch I do not like her one bit.

Until next time,
Max