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Diablo: Redemption Chapter 2

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Previously in Diablo: Redemption.


“Exactly,” Solas said, then turning to Moreina. “Child, we are fighting demons of our own, who are invading our world. If you could help us, perhaps it will help you atone for your past.”

Moreina eyes moist looked up at the two. ‘I could atone for the deaths I caused….was this what they meant?’ she thought to herself remembering the words of the archangels. She lowered her eyes, then she nodded to herself.
Looking up her eyes sharp. “How can I help?”






Chapter 2






As soon as Moreina was given the go-ahead to leave the cabin, she found herself wandering the village.


Haven was a small village nestled in the Frostback mountains, she learned that the mountains were the homes of the Dwarves of Orzammar. Heading to the armorer, who made different types of armor, she requisitioned a set of leather armor, that was similar in design to her old rogue armor, blood-red leather, that was cut to show her thighs, and upper back, a quiver for her arrows, which she would craft.

After she had paid the armorer, with the gold Cassandra had given her, she ventured out of the village, looking for the materials she would need to make her bow and arrows. Finding some sturdy oak branches, she carried them back to Haven, the villagers, and soldiers watching her, with a little curiosity, when before they had eyed her distrustfully, and with accusing eyes.


Looks that she had accepted due to her past, however, Cassandra had informed them that she had not been the one that destroyed the enclave, and that evidence had not condemned her. Though the male none of them were sure about as he remained unconscious with Solas healing him.


Sitting on a bench in the middle of the village, with a procured carving knife, the woman began to craft her bow shaft.


‘It won’t be Ravenwing, but it will serve its purpose in fighting the demons of this world, Aiden...Jazreth, if only we had been stronger, we wouldn’t have fallen to the corruption.’ Her thoughts dark as she sat silently.


So into her crafting that she did not notice a certain Dwarf watching her, he wore a long coat, open at the top, to show off his glorious chest chair, a pair of pants and leather boots, he was beardless which was considered odd for a dwarf, with blonde hair which was pulled back into a short ponytail.


“Always nice to meet another archer.” His voice was deep, and easy to listen to.


Startled, Moreina gasped and held her carving knife, defensively before her, making no move to attack, but showing she was ready if need be.

The dwarf gave an appreciating whistle. “Nice Reflexes, so you’re the Seeker’s newest recruit.”

Moreina, blinked, lowering the knife, and nodding. “Yes, I am Moreina.”

The dwarf gave a charming smile and bowed slightly. “Varric Tethras, at your service.”

Moreina smiled, the dwarf’s easygoing attitude was refreshing, she scooted over on the bench, allowing him to sit.

“It’s nice to meet you, Varric. You are an archer as well?” She asked as she noticed his rather unique crossbow.

Varric smiled, looking over his shoulder fondly at his crossbow. “Yup, me an’ Bianca have been through a lot together.”

She smiled, accepting that he named his crossbow, many fighters did, it gave them a connection to their weapons.


“I know what you mean, Ravenwing and I had been through a great deal together.” Moreina’s wistful tone gained Varric’s attention.

“Had? I’m betting there’s quite a story to that, Raven.” Varric said.

“Yes, there-” Her gaze snapped to him, looking at him with horrified shock. “What did you call me?”

Varric blinked, then gave a shrug. “Raven, your eyes, remind me of a raven's, is something wrong?”

Moreina shook her head, eyes closing. “No, it’s...nothing.” Her tone was forlorn.

Varric watched her, then shrugged casually. “Well if you ever want to talk, I’m willing to listen.”
She smiled at him, gratefully. “Thank you Varric, maybe I will later, I just need to sort things out first.”

“No Problem, Moreina.” Varric said, figuring the nickname had bothered her and decided to until he thought up a better one, call her by her name.”

Moreina continued to carve her bow shaft while talking with Varric. Varric was at the moment recounting one of his adventures with his friend Hawke.

“And Hawke just looks at the guy, with this look, like she wasn’t sure if he was serious or joking.” Varric was laughing.

Moreina was laughing as well, a beautiful sound, that even she had not heard in quite a while.

“Are you a mage?” She asked laughing. “You magicked my breath away. Oh,  by the Great Eye that is the corniest pickup line ever.”

The archers were leaning into each other, from laughing so hard, that neither of them noticed Cassandra and another woman approaching.

“So this is the woman who’s going to help us?” The woman had a rather interesting accent, one Moreina had not heard before.

“Yes, Leliana, this is Moreina,” Cassandra informed her.

Moreina, regaining her wits, stood up, finished bow shaft at her side, as she stood at a sort of salute posture, back straight, eyes sharp.

“I am Moreina, lieutenant of the Sisterhood of the Sightless Eye.” She introduced herself.

Even Varric was impressed, she went from a laughing vibrant woman to a strict and proper soldier. The Seeker had to be loving that.

Leliana had never heard of the Sisterhood that Moreina had mentioned, either they were secretive or Moreina had more to her than at first glance.

“Where are you from exactly Moreina? And why do you choose to fight with us?” Leliana asked.

Moreina felt these questions were understandable, nodding her head.

“I am from Sanctuary, Khanduras to be precise, I lived within the Monastery of the Sisterhood,” Moreina explained.

“I have never heard of a Sanctuary, or those other places you mentioned,” Leliana said, suspiciously watching Moreina.

Moreina shrugged. “Apparently I’m from another world, at least according to that Solas person.”


Leliana gave a sharp look to Cassandra who nodded. “Solas suspects as much, she had a magic residue on her that is not familiar to Thedas, nor the Fade as he put it.”

Leliana looked back at Moreina who upon hearing it became downcast, her eyes lowered, and a great sadness filled them.

“You know something about that?” Leliana asked accusingly.

The soft nod Moreina gave was the only answer she gave. Leliana frowned, looking to Cassandra, who was looking with equal sadness, indicating that Moreina had told her.

“And what is it?” She asked calmly, her voice soothing, yet held a coldness that came from harsh experiences.

The young woman shook her head. “I don’t want to talk about it, if you really must know, ask Lady Cassandra, she and Solas know, it’s too painful to recount a second time.”

Cassandra, however, shook her head. “No, it’s your story to tell Moreina, you tell it to her when you are ready.”

Leliana looked at Cassandra with surprise, what happened between the Seeker and Moreina that would cause Cassandra to be this protective of her. Her gaze returned to Moreina and she saw how vulnerable and young she looked.

“Very well, when you are ready. I must be going, there’s a lot of work to do. It was nice meeting you, Moreina.” Leliana said, giving a small smile, then heading off.

“Cassandra, do you know where I can procure a bowstring?” She asked holding up the carved bow shaft.

Cassandra noticing the well-crafted shaft gave an appreciative look and nodded. “Yes, I will take you there.”

As Cassandra turned to lead the way, Solas hastily came up to them.

“Seeker, he’s awake.” His voice was urgent.

The three looked to him, with different reactions, Moreina was confused, Cassandra’s was hard, and Varric was curious.

With a sigh, Cassandra gave an apologetic look to Moreina. “I’m Sorry, Moreina, I need to see the Prisoner.”

Cassandra then looked to Varric. “Varric, will you take her to get a bowstring?”

The dwarf nodded and smiled. “No Problem, Seeker.”


Cassandra nodded to the two, then followed Solas. Moreina looked to Varric, her confusion evident to the dwarf.

“What’s this about a prisoner?” The Rogue asked as she followed Varric.

Varric looked to Moreina. “The man in the cabin with you, do you remember?”

She thought about it, then nodding her head. “Yes, but why is he a prisoner?”

“The Seeker thinks he might have killed the divine,” Varric explained.

Moreina nodded in understanding. “Yes, she mentioned the divine died. She suspected me as well, but Solas was able to convince her I didn’t, though I was willing to accept that I might have, though it seems traveling from another world is a good enough reason for me to be innocent.”

‘Even though I’m not innocent, I killed many of my sisters, while under Andariel’s influence.’ She thought sadly to herself.

Varric nodded. “I bet you have a heck of a story to tell, I’d be glad to listen if you care to share it.” Varric gently coaxed.

Moreina gave a small smile to the dwarf she was willing to call a friend. “Maybe later, I need to sort things out for myself.”

Varric nodded knowing very well how hard it was to face one’s own demons, what he didn’t know was that Moreina’s demons were of the literal sense and that she had faced many demons and even worse, in her past.

“You can tell me whenever you’re ready, I’m always interested in a good story,” Varric said, giving the young woman a wink.

Moreina smiled, nodding her head in agreement, as the two reached a workshop. Varric leads her to where different bowstrings were. After checking each one meticulously the Rogue found one that suited her needs and applied it to her bow.

As much as Moreina wanted to recreate Ravenwing, it would take her to long in order to find a good number of raven feathers. Smiling she looked to Varric.

“Now I just need to get my armor and quiver, and arrows and I will be set.” She said.

“Alright, let’s go see about that armor then.” Varric offered, wanting to learn more about the woman.

“Thank you Varric for accompanying me,” Moreina said softly.
“No problem, you’re an interesting person to talk to.” Varric’s casual shrug belied his curiosity for the young woman.

Moreina gave a hesitant smile. “Thank you, I think.”

The dwarf gave a charming smile. “I mean that in the utmost compliment.”

Moreina walked with Varric back to the armorer, the man smiled as he saw Moreina, and handed her a set of hard leather armor, that was crafted to fit her slender form, without any hesitation, the young woman stripped to her smalls, and put all her armor, a few of those around muttering about her lack of modesty.


“Aren’t you worried about people seeing you?” Varric asked.

Moreina gave a slight laugh, shaking her head. “I learned a long time ago that modesty to a soldier is often a rare commodity, I am not ashamed of my body, if they have a problem with me then that is their problem, I will not change who I am for those whose opinion does not matter in the long run.”

The armorer nodded his head approvingly his rough Fereldan accent filling his words. “Aye lass, that’s a good way to view the world.”

Moreina gave the man a warm smile as she took the leather quiver from him and slipped it over her shoulder by the strap. Then placed the bow with it. She turned towards both the Armorer and Varric, hands on her shapely hips and smirked.

“Well, how do I look?” She asked.

“Like you’re ready to take on the world and win,” Varric said with approval in his voice.

Smiling her thanks, Moreina was about to respond when a soldier ran up to the group, breathing heavily, hands on his knees, he gasped out. “Demons are attacking, at the ruins of the Temple of Sacred Ashes.”

Moreina and Varric exchanged glances.

“We better get there and help, you ready Moreina?” Varric asked as he brought Bianca to bare.

Moreina loosened her own bow and nodded. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

With Varric leading as he knew the way, both rogues made their way to the combat area, Moreina’s eyes hard as she was prepared to fight to the death to defend these people from the demons and atone for her past crimes.



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A.N: This ends chapter 2, the next chapter will focus on Aeden, and lead up to him meeting Moreina Varric and Solas. Hope it was an enjoyable read. Thanks again, please comment below on any improvements I can make.
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"You look like you're ready to take on the world and win"

I love Varric!! Seems like such a lighthearted fun guy! Beautiful chapter again!