Chasing Ghosts

The spark came back to her eyes, an ease and eagerness returning to her expression at the question posted. An adventure then, she said definitively, inviting the unknown. Teo Quinn had always been the more adventurous type, at least as she remembered it. Certainly compared to her, but doing everything possible not to draw attention to herself had been a hard habit to break.

She took the offered arm and settled in next to him, letting him guide the way through the vibrant marketplace as she listened to thirteen years be summed up in a matter of moment. She gave him a bit of side-eye at claiming his time in Seheron wasn't bad. Usually he was a better liar than that, but even if he hadn't been she knew better than to believe such a thing. She'd seen more battles than she'd ever wanted to and she knew precisely how bad they could be.

The question naturally turned to her and a thoughtful noise escaped her. Interesting at best, chaotic at worst. Not sure how much you heard about Kirkwall after you left, but things got worse despite my sister's best efforts, then came to a head when the Chantry was blown up. Meredith invoked the rite of annulment, and that ended poorly for everyone. The Templars started doing that across the south, and the mages voted to free themselves from the Circles and war broke out between us.

Then there was the Inquisition. My sister was trying to help them and ended up stuck in the Fade, but we were able to get her back. I moved to Starkhaven and now I'm the mage advisor to the Prince of Starkhaven, who leads the whole of the Free Marches. She might have left out the whole thing about her father and Corypheus and the Wardens, and the elven god who returned to wreck havoc before being defeated, but, well, there would be time for that if it came up.

So I suppose we both ended up free in our own ways, even if the road there was complicated she mused. It was something of a marvel that they didn't need to hide or be ashamed of being mages anymore.

@Quintilian Frey