What did you do today in DA? [Spoilers]

”To you, my second-born, I grant this gift: In your heart, shall burn an unquenchable flame all-consuming, and never satisfied. From the Fade, I crafted you, and to the Fade you shall return.
Each night in dreams that you may always remember Me.”


The canticle of Threnodies, the Chant of light.


Only problem as a dwarf I don’t dream. So, this Maker didn’t make us. As I have been living here among these Andrastians I have taken up studying as well. I need to understand in depth what I’m dealing with and what is the truth behind the veil of lies. I spend a lot of my time, when recuperating in my quarters, reading and writing down my view on these events. I need to tread carefully as I have cut my ties to my old life.




Since we have the templars we need ready and we have enough lyrium on hand it is time to head on up to the breach. By the stone, we will make it.
The ritual was a success! We closed the Breach!



It still took an enormous amount of energy to enforce my will upon the breach but as more and more templars suppressed the Breach I could feel myself growing stronger and stronger.





Finally, a release of energy and the Breach collapsed in on itself and was gone in an explosion. We survived this one as well. Now everyone is happy and dancing.



They should have their fun but it isn’t over yet.



We still need to find those responsible and we still need to know more about this “Elder one”.




It turned out I was right to be cautious at the party. Our feeling of victory didn’t last long as we were beset upon by an enemy force.



Ahead of the force came Dorian, the friendly tevinter mage to warn us.

Of course, it was the Venatori and the rebel mages, they were led by grand enchanter Fiona, a tevinter mage called Calpurnia and of course the Elder on himself.



He looked like some sort of ancient darkspawn from afar. I would get a closer look later in the battle that came. We were outnumbered and encircled but we had trebuchet that we use to bring down an avalanche upon the approaching force.



That gave a short respite until the Elder one showed us his ace in the deck. An archdemon or something very similar. It crushed our trebuchet and broke our defenses. We had to fall back to the chantry.
Haven was overrun. We managed to revive and save some straggling civilians out of burning houses on our way. Right outside the chantry gates our quartermaster Threnn gave her life for Harrit, Segritt, Flissa, Minaeve and Adan.
Inside the chantry, we were greeted by the Chancellor Roderick.



He was badly hurt from trying to fight some Venatori. He had no training in arms at all. Brave. He apologized for all the bad words.



It turned out he had the key to our salvation. He knew of a passage in chantry catacomb leading out into the mountain pass above Haven.




We had one trebuchet left. If I could keep the dragon occupied long enough for our people to sneak out and then bury Haven under an avalanche the people might be saved. Well, I never pictured myself doing the heroic sacrifice but The Elder one was obsessed with me so I was the only one that could really pull this plan off.



Who knows, if I ran really fast just maybe I could stay one step ahead of the avalanche. Yeah…sure.
Sera, Viv and Blackwall volunteered to follow me. We fought through Venatori and mages down to the trebuchet. We had to fight of wave upon wave of enemies before we had the trebuchet set up just right.



Then we had to defend our position until we got the signal from Cullen that all were safe. Eventually Fiona herself came to do battle with us. Viv showed through bloody teeth who was the rightful grand enchanter!
With Fiona down The Elder one threw his ace on us.



I screamed to the others to run for it.





So, there I was alone against a dragon the size of a city.



Almost.



The Elder one called himself “the will that is Corypheus”. Henceforth I will call him Corypheus for short.




Corypheus claimed that the mark is an anchor he created to open a passage through the veil so he can enter the fade. Again. He claimed he had done I before, that he was one of the original magisters to reach the golden city, or the black city. He claimed there was no maker and his plan was to take back his anchor, open up the heavens again, enter the black city and become a true God. I let him have his overblown speech since I had mine at Therinfal redoubt.




He had a magical orb with which he would remove the anchor from me.




As he began the mark became unstable again and as more magic pulsed through it the pain increased manifold.




Again, the unbearable pain.



As much as he tried the anchor could not be removed.





He tossed me aside and as luck would have it I landed by the release for the trebuchet.



Corypheus said he would have to find some other means to breach the veil. He wasn’t finished with me yet however. He would accept no rival and I had to die.



That’s when Cullen’s signal rose over the pass.




I thanked Cory for the chat, released the mountain on Haven and ran like a nug on fire!




Amgarrak? At least I survived. I ran without really looking where I was going and fell down an insufficiently covered mining shaft.



There are a lot of holes in Haven. I was badly bruised. I could hardly walk. The way behind was blocked by rubble, ice, and snow. Only way was forward into the mountain.



The mark was different, stable again but energy had built up in it and as I ran into a group of demons I released that energy. A small rift opened and sucked the life out of the demons. This will be useful.
I pushed on through the mountain, through the snow, a blizzard.



I was ready to give up like a hundred times but something kept me going. At last I found them. As I did I just collapsed drained of all energy.
The camp was full of desperate, tired, people. Our leaders argued openly about what to do, where to go.



I had a long talk with Mother Giselle. She still believed it was all divine providence whereas I felt none of that.



One thing she did prove beyond any shadow of doubt was that the people believed in me. They had seen me facing certain death, seen the mountain come down and yet here I was very much in the flesh. I was now even more holy to them than before.




That’s when Solas wanted a private talk.



He knew what the orb Corypheus used was. It was elven and he feared what the Andrastians would do if they found out. He knew it from the fade, he said. He also knew where we could go and rebuild. He had withheld this information until know because him being somewhat skeptic regarding the Inquisition so far. But if I would lead them then he felt safe enough.



I agreed and led the faithful north.





What we found there was really beyond my wildest dreams.




Skyhold!