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Zack32: You asked and you shall receive, and yeah I wanted to save her before it happened. I hate... THAT thing, it disturbs the crap out of me. On many levels. So I wanted to save her. Also I like killing the Arl's son as well, but he is needed for now... Calder may kill him later. Also I hope you like my Cousland.

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Anyway for the side quest I put in here... Well I hope you enjoy it and stick around to see where I am going with this story. Anyway I hope to see you all in the next chapter!

Stepping into the captain's cabin, I whistled. "Impressive." The large room is quite beautiful, the woodwork alone is amazing. I'm the son of a craftsman, so I can see the hard work that went into this room. Speaking of, the entire room is filled with expensive looking rugs. The designs are similar Persian or Hammerfell rugs. Which means they must be Rivain. Aside from the rugs, there is rather large bed, with Orlesian sheets. At least I assume they are Orlesian, given the Fleur-de-lis stitched in the sheets. Aside from the rugs and bed, there are several targets with some ornate looking knives, several chests filled to the brim, a large table with some chairs and book shelves. Strange I never took Isabela for a reader, but stranger things have had happened.

"Why thank you, now take a seat." The dark-haired captain gestured to the table, as she sat down Isabela gave me a very good view of her ass.

Keeping a straight face, I sat down opposite of her. Now I knew why she was doing this whole… Sex kitten routine, she is trying to disarm me. Try to keep me focused on her body, and thus when it comes times to negotiations she can kick my legs out from under me. She is quite good at it as well, and if I didn't have the will iron. I am sure she would have me wrapped around her finger. However, … I was once propositioned by Dibella herself, and I still said no. Which means this won't work, not that it wasn't entertaining… Or appreciated….

"Now, Captain can we discuss business." Raising an eyebrow at Isabela I waited patiently for to take this seriously.

"You're no fun." Pouting slightly Isabela sighed and put her boots up on the table. "Well what can I do for you?"

Doing my best to keep my eyes off her long legs, I cleared my throat. "I need passage to Highever, for myself several others."

"This isn't a cargo vessel, nor is it a pleasure cruise." The captain told me with her arms crossed, raising an eyebrow the dark-skinned woman shook her head.

"Come now Captain. Surely you can find room, for just a few travelers." I knew that Isabela would do it, unless she had some outstanding plan. Pirates are merchants, only more violent and none of them could resist the smell of money. All of this is just for show, to be honest I had no patience for it. Yet I had to make myself do it. Dragons enjoy verbal debate… but for us that involves tearing someone, limb from limb while doing it.

"Depends on how many." She stated pulling a knife from… Somewhere I rather not mention and began to file her nails.

"Myself, another man, two elves and possibly two dwarves."

Raising an eyebrow, the pirate threw her dagger into the table. Taking her legs off their perch, Isabela leaned forward with a grin "Interesting. Now let us discuss price."

I will not go over the details of the haggling, suffice to say I paid two gold for Duncan and myself, five silver each for the women and two silver each for the dwarves. Granted the price is steep but I was able to afford it. Even with the money Duncan gave me, which I didn't really need. Still better to use someone else's money then your own. According to Isabela, I was getting off easy. Especially since I made an agreement with the pirate to spend two days in her cabin. That doesn't mean I'm having sex with her. At least I am do my damnedest not too, though Isabela from what I can see is very persistent.

Especially when she is curious about someone.

Which meant my resolve will be tested over the next two days, may Shor have mercy on my soul.

Now Duncan wasn't not happy to be on a pirate vessel, but he understood why we were taking it. Duran and Gorim, both were sea sick and thus spent most of their time hanging over the side. Kallian, the newest recruit secluded herself. Which isn't easy on a ship, but she managed well enough. Lyna is the only one so far that has been able to speak to the elf. Even then it has only been in small intervals. Still it has been helpful, at least for the crew and the rest of us.

We didn't need a potential homicidal, dagger wielding, young woman within our midst.

At least not one that isn't the captain.

Speaking of… Isabela is relentless in her attempts to get to know me, now I am not saying she is a slut. Or a whore. Far from it. She is curious about me, and not just in a physical manner. During our voyage, I decided to aid the crew in whatever manner I could. During my time among the Tang Mo, I became an able hand at the mast and learned many things from them. I would sometimes relieve the helmsman, or even take time to help with basic maintenance.

Other times I would help keep the crew entertained, despite not appearing to be… I am musically inclined, and I knew quite a few shanties. Most came from Earth, Arthur certainly loved Assassin's Creed IV. Of course, the ones that didn't come from Earth, came from Tamriel. Some of them included what the Tang Mo taught me, while the rest were old Nordic and Imperial songs. Though I had to change a few verses, so the people of Thedas could understand.

To say the crew enjoyed themselves, would be an understatement. Because of my actions, Isabella hounded me constantly. She almost asked me to join her crew, when she saw how well I could pilot a ship. Of course, it became even worse when we were alone. In her cabin. To make it worse she discovered my fascination with her boots, and legs. She abused the crap out of her knowledge… and she had no shame doing it either.

"Calder why don't you tell me who taught to sail? Or better yet, tell me why you won't join my crew." Placing her long legs in front of me, the pirate captain pulled out a bottle of wine. Pulling the cork out with her teeth, Isabela took a pull from the bottle. Some of the wine spilled from her mouth, traveled down her neck and into her cleavage.

…. I wish to say I stayed strong.

By the time we reached Highever, Isabela was not asking me to join her crew anymore and she couldn't walk straight. Coming from a world that is filled with internet porn, while also having over two centuries of sexual experience… Really helped. Giving our farewell and thanks to the crew, we all left. Though not before Isabela told me, to look her up again sometime.

"You'll have to tell how you did that." Gorim gave me a small grin, his arms crossed. "I've heard monas like that in my life."

Raising an eyebrow, I stared at the brown-haired dwarf. "Of course, you haven't." Giving him a good-natured grin, I patted his back and marched ahead. When I ended up next Duncan, the Grey Warden shook his head.

"Enjoy your dalliance with the pirate?" He asked his tone indicating his disapproval.

"Duncan. I may not look like it, but I am far older then you. I will not be shamed by you, nor do I need your approval." To be honest the sex truly released some tension, and Isabela is quite skilled. Despite only having a few decades under her belt. To describe her experience, I must borrow a line from a very famous sniper. 'I had reach but she had flexibility.' "Now, will you attempt to recruit the second son of Teyrn Cousland? Or are you going for Ser Gilmore, the captain of the guard?"

The Grey Warden simply shook his head, his arms behind his back. "Very well Calder. As for what I have planned? We will stay for a few days, and I will test both Ser Gilmore, and the young Cousland." Duncan carefully explained what will happen, but sadly I knew what would happen. Though there are some things, that will change. I am going to save as many innocents as I can, including the Cousland's sister-in-law, nephew and many others.

"Does the Teyrn know we are coming?" My question was answered, as a group of guards arrived and offered to escort us all to the castle. We all agreed… Well not all of us, Duran and Gorim decided to stay in town. They ran across some surface dwarves, and Duran said they had some business to discuss. Before we separated, I passed a warning off to the dwarves and told them to be on guard. I rather not lose two of my allies. Following Duncan with Lyna and Kallian close behind, both elves kept to themselves. Kallian looked around with a frown, her arms and finger's twitching. Lyna walked just a few feet behind her, just in case the blonde elf tried something. There was worry that Kallian would go out of control. She isn't the most stable at the moment, but after what she went through… I don't blame her. Still we can't have her become princess stabby stab.

We were led via a carriage to the Teyrn's castle, which is admittedly impressive. The stonework while old, shows care. Still not as impressive as the Palace of the Kings, or even Dragonsreach. Yet I would put this place down as number eight out on my top ten list of castles. Once we arrived, we were greeted a large man, dressed in chainmail/plate armor. Pressing his arm to his chest, the man bows his head to us. His red hair shining brightly in the morning sun. "Commander Duncan, a pleasure. I am Ser Gilmore. The Teyrn apologizes for not being able to greet you in person, he is busy preparing his men for the arrival of Arl Howe."

"That is quite alright Set Gilmore." Duncan bowed his in return.

"The Teyrn has asked me to show you to the audience chamber, he will speak with you once he is down with his preparations. One of my men, will show your companions to the guest quarters." The knight told us as he looked over the rest of us. "Or if they prefer they may roam the castle grounds, but my men will need to be in attendance."

Lyna shook her head, muttering something in Elvish. "I will go and rest."

"As will I… I rather not be around these Shem." Kallian muttered with a look of disgust.

Cupping my chin, I shrugged. "Does your castle have a library?" I knew it did, but it is best to keep things to myself.

"Of course. Jensen please lead Duncan's companions."

A random guard bowed his head, motioning for us to follow him. Saying our goodbyes to Duncan, we all left with the guard. Jensen led us to the guest room's first, where Lyna and Kallian both took up residence. Leaving my own things and changing out of my armor, I followed the guard to the library… Which is a little larger than the game's version… Also, it seems that I am alone in here. Perhaps the lore master and the squires are elsewhere, shrugging my shoulders I began to look through the titles.

Finding one on dragons, I decided to take a look at it myself. I should learn about my… distant cousins. Taking the book, I found a comfortable chair and sat down near the fireplace. Despite the fact it is spring, there is a nip to the air. While it didn't bother me, I still enjoyed reading by the fire. It is something I enjoyed as both Arthur and Calder, one of the few activities that both sides of me enjoyed.

Flipping through the book, which is written in a form of Latin. I began to chuckle to myself, the dragons of this realm… While large, larger then my siblings on Tamriel… They are quite stupid, at least according to the book. It placed their intelligence at the level of a mountain cat, or even a very intelligent horse. "Joor Dovah." The dragon half of me, found our cousins to be amusing and wondered if we could steal their souls…. If my knowledge held up… I knew were quite a few were, and it wouldn't take long for me to test that theory… No… No… Stay focused, we have a job to do… Damn it, we do not have time for a meeting….

My entire surroundings changed, I found myself in a void that was empty of almost everything… Expect myself, the chair I was sitting in, two humans in a chair and a large dragon. The second human, sat in a leather recliner, with the footrest extended. He had messy black hair, he is a little flabby but still in decent shape. He wore a pair of glasses and looked to be slightly nearsighted. He wore a green shirt that said, 'I am a gamer, not because I have one life but because I have many'. Blue jeans covered his lower half and he had a chain of coke in his hand. Next to him is a tall figure that looked just like I do, only he is dressed in armor. Dovaldwiin rested in his hands, while he sat straight in a stone throne. Now there are some differences, for one he has a full beard, which is braided. While a grey/silver and blue gemmed crown/circlet rested around his brow, the entire thing is shaped like that of dragon.

Finally, there is the dragon. Its scales were a deep bronze color, mixed with gold. The underbelly is a light copper, while it's four massive hours that curved slightly up were all black. The eyes of the dragon were yellow/gold with specks of silver inside of it. Standing tall on it's four leg's the dragon's long tail swung back and forth, as it's wings flexed up and down. The dragon is much larger than Odahviing or even Alduin. In fact, he is perhaps the largest dragon from Skyrim. Its entire body glowed brightly within the void, causing me to squint.

These three are aspects of myself, the one in the recliner is Alex… Who I originally was, the one is in the armor is Ysmir or the true Calder. While the dragon is my dragon half. Letting out a long-suffering groan I shook my head. "I told you… We do not have time for a meeting now."

"Seeing how these happen at lightning speed, we have all the time in the world." Alex shrugged his shoulders as he sipped from his can of coke.

Rolling my eyes, I held my hand out to Alex. "Give me one of those. Now." The modern young man tossed me a can, making sure it would not explode. I popped the tab and took a sip… Sighing I shook my head. "It is not the same as the real thing, now what do you want?" I directed my attention to the dragon, I knew that Alex and the true Calder didn't call me here.

"What is it your playing at my vorey hef (Other Half)?" The dragon rumbled at me with a glare.

Raising an eyebrow, I shook my head. "I told you before-"

"That you wish to help the joor of this land, yet you do not do it the right way." Snorting out a large puff of smoke in annoyance, my dragon half put his massive snout in my face. "Mu los Dovah, mu kent dren med Dovah. (We are dragons, we must act like dragons), Yet you act like the joor, and keep our power contained. We could end this in one fell swoop, there is no need for us to travel on land. Not when we can fly through the skies and burn this spawn army to the ground."

Glaring at the dragon, and slowly standing up. I gripped his nostrils and forced his head to the ground. Gritting my teeth, I pressed my foot against the dragon's skull. "You forget your place, I'm in charge of this body. Not you. Or would you like a reminder of what happens to those who follow the path of Domination? We are not that dragon, we are better then this. You know that. Then there is the warning the witch gave us, or did you forget that?" Turning my gaze to Alex and the true Calder, I raised an eyebrow. "You two have a problem with how I run things?"

Alex held up his hands. "Seeing how your just us… Combined, we really couldn't care less."

"I agree with Alexander, you are fine Cal." The true Calder bowed his head and slowly stood to his feet. "I don't see why he called us here, we back during these issues. Not him." Turning around the true Calder walked into the void and disappeared. Alex soon followed him, leaving me and the dragon alone.

"Now if you do this again, I will beat you into submission." Lifting my foot, I turned around, and began to walk away.

"Be warned. You can only keep me contained for so long. I will break free and when I do. We will do things my way."

As my mind snapped back to reality, I set the book down and began to rub my brow. "Damn impossible dragon, I let you have your way in combat. That alone should be enough for you." Grumbling I stood to my feet, placing the book back where I had found it. I started to look through different titles, when I heard something approach me. Who ever they are, they are quiet and every step they took is measured carefully. If it was anyone else they wouldn't have been noticed, but this is me.

Turning around I raised an eyebrow, the figure standing before is my height. He has clean features, expect for a small scar on his cheek. I would say the young man is maybe, three of four years younger then me. He has dark brown hair, with amber colored eyes and a friendly look on his face. I couldn't make out the shape of his body, because it is covered in a gray/green/brown molted cloak Around his cloak is a large long bow, and a quiver of arrows, while a deep hooded cowl hung behind his neck. As I stared at the cloaked stranger, I felt a strange energy coming from the young man. The energy felt… familiar… feral… and wild.

"Impressive, not many can feel my approach." Smiling the young man looked impressed.

"I am not most people." I commented with a nod.

Chuckling he held a hand out to me; his hand is covered by a fingerless glove. On his middle finger is a silver ring, in the shape of. "I believe I should introduce myself, I am Aedan."

"The Teyrn's youngest son." Nodding I took his out stretched and frowned, Aedan felt warm… unnaturally so… I wonder… could he be what I think he is?

"Please don't worry about that, I am not one for titles." Shaking my hand, the Cousland smiled good naturedly. "Now then, I didn't catch your name."

Smiling back, I shook my head. "I'm Calder Dragonbane,… An ally of sorts too Duncan the Grey Warden."

"Ah yes. I heard that there is a Warden in the castle, but I have yet to meet him." Aedan shook his head, then he eyed me with a small frown. "Are you perhaps a Warden yourself?"

"No, I am not. Just a friend." I am not exactly sure if I am or not, but it is better to call him a friend. Especially to one of the future Grey Wardens, shaking my head I crossed my arms. "So, what brings you by here? Trying to catch up on some reading?"

Aedan shook his head with a smile. "No, I came to see one of our visitors. The two women are resting, so I don't wish to disturb them. Tell me something Calder, do you appreciate hunting?"

"This is the trophy room; my family has hunted many a beast and here they all are."

Looking around the stone room, I whistled in appreciation. Now back on Earth, Arthur hated trophy hunting, because it was debasing. However, on Nirn it was different, all trophy hunting came about from hunting for food. Thus, it wasn't as bad, but I digress. It seems Thedas follows the same rules, or at least the nobles of Ferelden did. As Aedan showed me around, I learned more about the young man. Turns out he is a ranger and scout within the Ferelden army, though his loyalty is to the corps first and foremost.

He traveled far and wide in his training and has been almost all over the map. He learned most of his skills from a former Ben-Hassrath agent, which is quite impressive. In fact, most of the ranger corps had similar skills. While he didn't go into details about what the training itself. I knew what kind of training he did, most of the Blades went through similar training. Even I went through similar things. Which is why I think we got along, we recognized something similar in another.

He was suspicious at first, thinking I was Ben-Hassrath. Hence why he took me away to a more secluded space, but I proved I wasn't an agent of this secret police. How I did it is quite simple, I began to explain my story. The one I gave Leliana and almost everyone else. I even proved it with my amulet of Talos. The Qunari's secret police are good liars, but they aren't very original. Most of their agents would take up roles that already exist in society.

My religion and even describing my native home of Skyrim, just proved to Aedan that I am not a foe.

Which meant he didn't have to try and kill me.

Even if he did, he wouldn't succeed. Men more skilled then him have tried, and they are now all dead. "This is quite an impressive room. Seems your family has hunted everything from, wolves, deer, elk, bear and boar." As I looked around, my eyes widened at the sight of a creature. Slowly striding to it my jaw dropped in shock. "Aedan… Tell me… What is this creature? What do you know of it?"

Frowning for a moment, the ranger snapped his fingers. "Ah yes, my father hunted that beast a couple of years ago. To be honest I don't know much about it myself, however some traveling merchant dwarves did. They called the beast the Scaled One, quite strange really." Aedan shook his head sadly. "Quite sad really, we didn't know what it was. If only we could have communicated with the Scaled One."

"Aedan… I need a map of this area, and I need to know where your father found the Scaled One." I told the young lord.

Frowning in confusion, Aedan raised an eyebrow but slowly nodded. Motioning for me to follow him, the ranger and I walked back to the library. Pulling me into a large study, Aedan picked up a map and laid it flat on a table. "My father found it not five miles West of our keep." Aedan told me with a small frown, pointing at the area. "We found it near the river."

Frowning I cupped my chin in thought. "Did your father come across it, or was he purposely hunting the Scaled One?"

"We had received reports that a strange creature appeared, not long after an earthquake…."

"And a falling star that night?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well… Yes, but how did you-"

Waving off the question I cupped my chin in thought. "Where did the reports come from, and where did the star fall?"

"Ten miles South of the river… We never found the star though… Calder, what do you know" Aedan asked his eyes becoming hard and suspicious.

Staring at the young loud I shook my head. "It is nothing you need to worry about, I promise-"

Before I could finish speaking, Ser Gilmore walked into room and bowed his head. "Forgive me my lord, the Teyrn is looking for you."

Aedan sighed and then turned to look at me before leaving. "We will continue this later."

Bowing my head, I watched the two of them leave. A frown on my face. "Yes, we will… but…" Looking down at the map, I scooped it up and marched to my guest room. "I am not letting you anywhere near a crashed Krogan shuttle."

I quickly left for the room I had stored my gear. After donning my armor, I headed to the front gates of the castle. Alerting the guards that I was going to collect two of our party. I left the castle and headed straight for the crash sight. Of course, I had to find it first, the area is rather large, but I had a way of cheating. Alteration magic is a skill that I do not possess, thus I couldn't use a locator spell. However, I made do with something just as good, if not better.

I had the Thu'm.

Before I had left the Cousland castle, I took a small sample of the Krogan head plate. Using that as my base, I summoned the power of my voice. "Far Nir Siiv!" (Track, Hunt, Find) Now this Shout is perhaps one of the most useful in tracking or hunting. If the name doesn't give it away, despite the fact the sample is several years old… I should be able to track the Krogan shuttle. When I released the Shout, my vision changed. The world became completely grey, expect for the head plate sample, which took a dark black color. Showing my target is already dead, behind me is a small cloudy trail that led back to the castle.

However,… In front of me is another trail, it is faded but the trail is still there. Taking off at break neck speeds, I followed the trail. Now if I push myself and add in my Whirlwind Shout, I can cover a distance of twenty miles within a short amount of time. The fast mile time back on Earth is around three minutes. Without my Shout I can cover it in half that time. Combine my Shout, and with me booking it? I arrived at a large overgrown crater, when my Shout ended.

Breathing out a sigh, I shook my head. "I should have stretched first…" Grunting I began to rub my shoulders, panting slightly. "Maybe I should have flied… No, I can cover this distance without the need… Though I would love to feel the wind on my face once more…." Sighing I stared at the sky with a look of longing, before pulling myself back to reality. I must focus on the task at hand. The crater is quite large, over fifty feet wide, and almost as deep. Raising an eyebrow, I jumped into the pit with a grunt. Good thing I am durable, otherwise this would have hurt.

Scanning the crater, I quickly felt around the ground and began to laugh. No wonder the Teyrn and his men couldn't find their 'shooting' star. It's cloaked… At least partially. The former occupants used the surrounding ground and plant life, to help hide their shuttle. Brushing off the debris I found the shuttle door, but it didn't want to open. "I'll have to do this the old-fashioned way…." With a grunt I gripped the door of the shuttle and began to pull. "Grh…. Come on… Come on…" My arms began to twitch under the strain, but the door began to give way.

With one final pull I tossed the door off it's hinges. Snorting I shook my head, walking into the shuttle I quickly scanned around. Anything of true value must have been taken, but then again… I am not here looking for weapons or armor. No what I was after is more important.

I wanted information.

When I saw the Krogan head, my mind raced with all the possibilities. Could the world of Thedas exist within the Mass Effect Universe? Is this world within the Milky Way galaxy…? Does that mean Earth… Is out there? Could I leave the planet and find my way there? Or even find a way to the Citadel?

All these questions and more, could be answered here… if I can figure out the technology… Finding an unbroken chair, which is situated in front of a screen. I sat down, and luckily it held my weight… Then again if it's designed for a Krogan, it should hold me…. To bad, there isn't a way for me… "Hello… What do we have here…?" On the screen is a small chip, which is held by… Tape I want to say. I quickly examined the device when the screen flashed to life. Appearing on it is a Krogan, but not the one from the Teyrn's castle. This one had a dark blue head plate and red eyes, while the one back at the castle had a green head plate.

"Zzgg…. If anyone finds this… It seems my omni-tool has served its purpose… Let-" The voice broke up slightly, smacking the screen I watched as it fixed itself. "… Last words of Urdnot Grorr…Zzzhgh… We crashed on this planet during out scouting mission, passed through… Some kind of... Field… Only few survivors…. Tyrant went North…. Try find…that As-… Zgghh… Hirn is dead… Humans killed him… Can't believe there are humans on this world… Zghhh…. left this… In case… find… Zgghh…. Us…. I… Went-"

The message ended… This thing must have been pretty degraded…. Huffing out a sigh, I slowly leaned forward and ran my fingers through my hair…. So, the Mass Effect universe and Dragon Age universe exist within sphere… Which means… Earth… Is out there… I…I… Tamriel had been my home… Calder's home for so long… That Earth had been a distant memory…

Yet… Now?

My body began to heave as tears fell down my face, the part of me that is Arthur began to cry. Even if isn't my Earth… It's still… Earth…. I cried tears of joy…. Pain and all other emotions…. I thought Earth was lost to me… Forever… Yet now…? If I could find a way to find this… Tyrant… Maybe we can fix this shuttle… Or something… We could leave… Go to Earth and… No… If the Mass Effect universe is real…. The Reapers are real as well…. Did the universe extinction happen? Is Shepherd around?

No… No…. This just leaves me with more questions now… Questions that I don't have the answer for, which made this worse…. Then there is the fact, even if I could get off Thedas… I couldn't leave, at least not until I dealt with the problems here. The Blight, The Mage Rebellion, and the Breach.

Collecting myself and my thoughts, I slowly searched the shuttle for anything that I could salvage. Yet anything of value was taken a long time ago. Leaving the shuttle and getting out of the crater. I looked to the sky. "Sun is getting close to setting… Which means… It's show time… and I should put on my party clothes. Alfred!"

"Yes, my mighty lord? How can I ever serve you?" The Dremora bowed his head.

Frowning I turned to face my butler. "Bring me my plate armor."