The Stolen Throne (Dragon Age, Book 1)

By David Gaider

The exciting prequel to Dragon Age: Origins, the hit role-playing online game from award-winning developer BioWare!

Dragon Age: The Stolen Throne

After his mom, the cherished insurgent Queen, is betrayed and murdered via her personal faithless lords, younger Maric turns into the chief of a insurgent military trying to unfastened his country from the keep watch over of a overseas tyrant.

His countrymen stay in worry; his commanders contemplate him untested; and his purely allies are Loghain, a brash younger outlaw who kept his existence, and Rowan, the gorgeous warrior maiden promised to him due to the fact start. Surrounded by means of spies and traitors, Maric needs to be able not to merely live on yet in attaining his final future: Ferelden’s freedom and the go back of his line to the stolen throne.

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We’ve controlled to maintain prior to the usurper a lot of these years, so I don’t be aware of. ” Maric hopped onto a close-by boulder and regarded out over the hills. nightfall was once delivering a remarkable convey of orange and pink within the sky, yet darkness used to be coming quick. “I imagine they really will be within sight. for those who had requested me prior the place we have been tenting, i might have stated west of Lothering. So . . . right here? ” “Wonderful. ” Loghain chosen a small clearing to make their camp and despatched Maric to assemble wooden. Now that they have been clear of the everlasting mist, it was once a long way more straightforward to construct an honest blaze, yet he knew being out of the dense woods additionally intended that the hearth can be visible, specifically within the hills. Maric’s hunters may perhaps nonetheless be trying to find him, even out right here. For all Loghain knew, what he’d acknowledged to Maric approximately mages trying to find him can be real. they could be waiting for humans popping out of the woodland, and what then? Loghain already had the beginnings of a hearth going. they'd take the chance until eventually it used to be proved differently, he idea. If he attempted to account for magic, he may turn out chasing his tail. “I observed a few extra wolves,” Maric introduced while he back with wooden. “And? have been they antagonistic? ” “Well, they didn’t assault, if that’s what you suggest. yet they have been making plans to. ” “They advised you that? ” “Yes, in truth. They despatched a rabbit with a notice to notify me in their intentions. ” He dumped the wooden unceremoniously subsequent to the hearth. “Rather gentlemanly of them, i presumed. ” Loghain neglected him, and he sat down at the grass, looking at the darkening sky overhead. “I wonder whether they have been werewolves? Is there how to inform? ” right here we cross back, Loghain inspiration to himself. He didn’t lookup from his activity of slowly including wooden to the fireplace. “Do I even need to know? ” “I remembered the tale considered one of my tutors taught me, approximately how the mist ended up within the Korcari Wilds. It has to do with the werewolves. ” “That’s great. ” As traditional, Maric looked as if it would omit Loghain’s bored to death tone. “It was once again prior to King Calenhad united the Clayne tribes. there has been a curse that unfold one of the wolves, and so they grew to become possessed through strong demons. They changed into monsters that preyed at the farmholds and villages in those components, and after they have been chased into the Wilds, they'd become wolves back and conceal. ” “Superstition,” Loghain muttered. “No, it rather occurred! That’s why all people nonetheless retains hounds. again then, a hound may scent a werewolf imminent and provide you with a warning, perhaps even assault and provides you an opportunity to run away. It was once a virulent disease. ” Loghain paused and considered Maric with a weary expression. “And what does that experience to do with the mist? ” “The tale says nice arl ultimately created a military of hounds and hunters and went into the Wilds. For years they slaughtered each wolf they can locate, possessed or no. The final werewolf swore vengeance, stabbing himself within the middle with the very blade that had slain his mate. As his blood touched the wooded area ground, a mist rose from that spot. “The mist unfold and unfold, till ultimately the Arl’s military turned misplaced within the woodland.

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