http://badnewsandwit.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] badnewsandwit.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2012-05-04 11:51 am
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The Causeway, Friday Morning

Well. That was it, then.

Alistair had his things all packed in one simple bag, slung over his shoulder, over the shield. Duncan had been brief but urgent in his message: all the Wardens were to go to Ostagar, to join King Cailan's army. They would cobble together the last batch of recruits and then go to war against the darkspawn, hopefully stopping this Blight before it went anywhere.

He'd miss this place, sure. (Though he certainly wouldn't miss Morrigan - at least some good would come of this.) But he was a Warden, and he was planning to serve.

Actually, come to think of it, he was looking forward to doing something useful for a change.

He took one more moment to stand by the causeway, to look up at that large castle. Then he was on his way.

[[ last post in Fandom! it is open, however, for anyone who wants to catch him before he goes, or who wants to use the causeway for their own purposes. ]]