Mystia: The Templar Inquisitor of the Inquisition

Two

Mystia watched the flaming boulder as it sailed through the air and smiled as the avalanche of snow blocked the path to Haven. But then the sound of something flying through the air had her smile disappearing as she was barely missed by flying splinters of wood and metal, Managing to look up, the sight of a dragon had her almost pausing in her tracks. "Shit!" Varric hollered out as Mystia urged the soldiers around them to move. "Who ordered the end of the damned world?"

"EVERYONE TO THE GATES!" Mystia called out, as the Soldiers did as commanded. She stopped for a moment to help out a smith to get into his forge for some important things and once he was out they continued to the gates where Cullen urged them in.

"We need everyone back to the Chantry! It's the only thing that might hold against that beast." Cullen looked towards Mystia, "At this point... Just make them work for it." He said turning to head to the Chantry with her and her companions following shortly after she helped another person.

"Move!" A familiar voice spoke up as she made sure everyone else was in the building before she bolted in last. "Keep moving! The Chantry is your shelter." Mystia's eyes landed on the man everyone called Chancellor Rodrick and something in her realized that he was acting odd. When she was in the building, she turned to see the man collapse into Cole's arms and it struck her why he was acting differently as the doors were closed. She didn't need to see the wound or even have the sense of smell of a dog or wolf to know, she could just tell that Rodrick was dying.

"He tried to stop a Templar. The blade went deep. He's going to die." Cole said as Rodrick responded.

"What a charming boy." The older man managed to say.

As Mystia followed Cole and Rodrick, Cullen came from a side area and addressed Mystia. "Herald! Our position is not good." Cullen came up to Mystia as she frowned. To him, that was becoming too common for her but this time it was called for. "That dragon stole back anytime you might have earned us." He reported. He was feeling defeated but Mystia was not one for giving up. Cole spoke then, claiming the dragon as an archdemon then said something else that Cullen missed as Mystia spoke up then.

"If you know why he wants me just say it." She said as Cole shook his head.

"I don't. He's too loud. It hurts to hear him." Cole told her as Mystia held off her feelings of frustration. A few more words were spoken and Cullen huffed.

"You don't like...? Herald, there are no tactics to make this survivable." Cullen informed Mystia, as he tried to hold back on his feelings of despair; He was coming to adore Mystia more and more, but for this to be the last moments he would see her or even hear her voice was all but killing him. "The only thing that slowed them was the avalanche. We could turn the remaining trebuchets, cause one last slide," he suggested as she shook her head.

"To do that would bury all of us. I won't let anyone else die this day." She said with a clenched jaw. When it was suggested to follow Rodrick out of the area where the people could survive, Cullen agreed that the idea could work.

"But what of your escape?" Cullen asked as Mystia turned away. His heart stopped in that moment as his fear spiked through the roof. She doesn't plan on... He could barely think straight now but managed to speak. "Perhaps you will surprise it. Find a way..." He kept his voice from breaking, but it was only just barely. He turned and began to issue his orders, but when he saw Mystia turn around he met her eyes for what felt like the last time. "They'll load the trebuchets. Keep the Elder One's attention until we are above the treeline." Cullen watched as Mystia turned her back towards him once more. "If we are to have a chance- If you are to have a chance- Let that thing hear you." He told her as she stopped for a brief moment, only to continue on with her three close friends on her heels.