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Delphina rolled her eyes, stepping forward and giving the best curtsy she could with pants on. "Please excuse the wandering tongues of my fellows, ma'am. We bring greetings and regards from Warden Commander Trajan Vorenus. I am sorry to inform you, if you do not already know, that a...

Delphina saw all the Wardens mounted and then ordered them to take flight as the sun set. The trip to Rivain was blessedly uneventful, the griffons traveling at full speed with their passengers holding close against them, keeping their heads down and out of the wind. Rivain was still...

Delphina nodded, wiping sweat from her brow. "You're right, we'll need to try and stop it before it's too late. Good eye, Nadja." She began walking toward the others. "I suppose that if we wanted to be well-rested, we've truly chosen the wrong profession. Mount up, everyone! The Darkspawn...

Delphina nodded to Nadja. "Of course." She walked down the walltop, leaving the others to tend to Diocles. She took a seat on a crumbling rampart. "What's on your mind?"

"Rats," Delphina said, coyness belying her concern from moments before, "He's alive. I was hoping I might be signed up to receive his pension..." She glanced at Jarrik. "You withstood every blow that ogre paid out. I'm... impressed."

The two remaining Darkspawn, both badly injured, fired their final volley at Diocles. They hissed in pleasure as both arrows found their mark. Their happiness was short lived-- Delphina's griffon slammed into one of them, sending it hurtling to its death. Delphina hopped off and onto the...

The Hurlock Emissary was nearly knocked out of the watchtower by the furious assault that was mounted upon it. Badly bloodied, it howled orders in its foul tongue, and the pair of archers sent arrows flying for Weaver; one was off the mark, but the other embedded itself in the griffon's breast...

The ogre roared as it was laid into by the Wardens, its dark blood now glistening on its armor. It drew a massive greataxe from its back and charged at Jarrik, fetching him a mighty blow with the weapon. One genlock archer was now paralyzed; the other loosed an arrow at Diocles, but the shot...

Within a matter of seconds, two of the archers had tumbled dead from the wall. Reinforcements were arriving, however-- two more Genlock archers were charging up the western stairs to join the fight on the wall top. They chose the western stairs, perhaps, because the eastern ones were...

The Darkspawn chittered with what might have been apprehension as the Hurlock mage tumbled dead from the battlements. The four archers turned to face the most dire threat-- the armored man confronting them on foot. At close range, they could hardly miss; all four arrows found their mark...

Delphina gritted her teeth. "Too late! Just our luck. Hang on, Fidelity!" She drove her griffon to a higher altitude and then snapped the reins, sending the creature diving toward Antiva's overrun battlements. A regiment of Darkspawn that had just succeeded in taking over the wall-tops...

Delphina nodded, showing no apparent discomfort at Fidelity's presence. She climbed up to mount her griffon before offering her hand to Fidelity, pulling him up if he accepted it. "Stick by me or Nadja during the flight," she called out. "Do not lose sight of us. If you get separated, you'll...

Delphina, walking her griffon around the the courtyard by its reins, eyed the others with amusement. She settled down on the grass to watch, her griffon busily eating a dead rabbit out of her hands.

Eventually, Trajan dismissed them. "Round up the others and meet me in the stables," Delphina told Diocles. "I'll introduce you all to the griffons. With luck they won't peck out everyone's eyes..."

She considered this. "It's not impossible. Shooting at something on the ground just takes a bit of practice. It'd be substantially harder to hit an airborne target, but I don't see how that would come up." "Well," Trajan added, "If you encounter Dumat, I'd recommend flying in the other...