Nov 8, 2014
"Don't die... Don't die on me. Please..." he looked down at the elf, tears found their way to the mages eyes.
The High Dragon was dead... but he had been in the dragon's mouth when Hawke took it down. The elf gazed up at his mage. and lifted a bloody hand to weakly caress the healer's cheek. "...I won't." he murmured softly. "I... refuse to die... refuse to... leave you... alone..." Pain was clear in his voice as he started to speak brokenly. His breathing was ragged and event that hurt him.