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In the Ways of the West, the party encounters a venatori mage powerful enough to control a spirit. For Cole this is very, very bad news.

Liran Rabbit

For all the journeys through Ferelden, the knowledge of the end of the world, and the greater threat that befell them with devastating news, Lay adored and delighted in the words, the stories, the ones that came out of Varric's mouth as tastefully as wine. One of the best.

Saaimee

The rain that fell that afternoon was incessant, but not so powerful as to derail his love for her. 「Cullen × Inquisitor!Human」

Saaimee

There is no peace without first knowing calamity. The young Inquisitor knew this, yet she couldn't help but feel the weight of the consequences that each step brought. She'd spent so much time fighting for what she believed was right that she'd ended up forgetting why she did it, and in her bedroom, reflecting, she thought it was time to remember. 「Inquisitor!Human × Cullen」

Saaimee

She saw the shadow slowly rise up revealing its long sharp claws, saw the fine teeth dripping with saliva and saw the man on the ground begging to have his life taken. Her only reaction—which she wasn't sure was right—was to run away wishing they hadn't stopped there that day. 「Inquisitor!Qunari × Cassandra」

Darleca

The burden is heavy. Being the leader of the Inquisition is being able to make decisions that no one else wants to be responsible for. It's being the Chosen One. The Herald of Andraste. It's being able to close the Breach and its countless fissures, it's facing Archdemons and destroying dark creatures with aspirations to godhood. It is to end the ills suffered by the people and maintain the order of an empire on the verge of ruin. It is to be the watershed. The Ascendant. Thedas hope. What everyone needs. The Inquisitor. But, was there anyone at some point who wondered what the Inquisitor needs?