Submission

Curled upon the floor, the pain coursing through his body was becoming unbearable, and nothing could have prepared him for it. Nothing in this life or the next could have done so.
Danerius, his lifelong protector and enemy was busy checking him over, making sure there was no undue damage, while looking at his new found marking seeing if they are being accepted by his body. Shuddering at his touch, emotions were coursing through him that he had no recollection bearing for anyone. For that matter he couldn't remember anything that came before.
Sitting up trying to get his baring's, he just couldn't place anything other than Danerius who had been giving him his name, in what he imagined was mocking. Lifting his arm he saw the marking upon him, the light that they gave off in to gloom. Wonder and fear at the Wolds that criss-crossed him, now cemented him forever in his masters grip, and no amount of pain, fear and hatred would enable him to leave the confines of his life.

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Racing through the squalor of the city, he had found him again, not that there was any denying that fact but he had hoped for a little more reprieve. He had tried to hide any distinguished me from the other elves in the city of Kirkwall. Yet it had not worked, everyone had avoided him and in the end it had made it easier for his hunters to lay down a trap to ensnare him back to his former master.
He hoped that the man he had paid to find someone to use as a distraction would come soon, as he realised that he could not keep this up for much longer. When that time came it would truly be the end for his new found dreams and longings to lead a normal life away from the Imperium.

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Upon seeing her, Hawke, he had been a little surprised that a woman, a mage at that had come to his aid. Her long black hair akin to what he assumed was her brother. He was wary of her and her companions, two mages warrior and an archer, filled him with foreboding and sent him back to his past filled with mages. Yet on some level she, Hawke, came across differently and he didn't know the reasons as to why this was the case, yet it was happening.
The offer that she had made him concerning joining them, in return they could help protect him and in time find those hunting him, alleviated his fears but he was scared.
Mages were the bringers of pain and chaos, fi he joined them he would be helping them. However if he did not go with them then what sort of life would he be accepting? Further fear and pain. He couldn't accept that. Nodding his head his fate was now sealed, moving away from one submission he had now accepted another submissive position in this turbulent world, yet that would not stop him from making the world live in fear.