Mystia: The Templar Inquisitor of the Inquisition

Seven

Since that night on the lake, Mystia could not stop thinking of Cullen and how they had stolen a perfectly wonderful moment from time. But now as she ran around collecting letters from an abandoned smugglers' caravan, she couldn't help but bristle as she read over the letters. At the last letter, she grabbed it up she couldn't help but speak. "Another letter mentioning Samson. And papers with names." She knew what to do with the list of names. "Cullen could use this." She knew that she would be away from Skyhold for another week, but when she reached an Inquisition camp, she was swift to send the papers to Cullen with a letter explaining everything she had found out.

Will have to stay here for another week, something is not sitting right with me about what is happening around here. Find out what you can and when I return we will discuss this more.

Mystia bit her lower lip before dragging out and finishing a more private letter to him that she would have Winter take directly to him, once the Spymasters birds were there with the papers she had found.

...try to keep Winter there this time for me? I know she hates to be couped up but this time it's needed or send her with a letter to Ellis, he knows what to do to keep her safe. I know my other two brothers aren't exactly happy about Winter, but they will not dare touch her (probably for fear of my wrath). I have a haunting feeling something is about to happen but I can't say what it is exactly. Had a giant attack us while we were gathering things. I've fought and killed dragons, but giants are completely out of my league. Maker! I pray I don't have to face another one of those things. I had read about them while in the Ostwick library when I wasn't entertaining my other hobbies but nothing prepared me for what they can do, though I could have sworn that we were far enough away from it to not be noticed but, sadly, I was proven very wrong. Just thinking about it gives me the shivers. Also heading out to face another dragon, don't roll your eyes at me. Anyway, I will return to you in a week and the first thing I will need is to have a bath, don't ask I'd rather not say why though I'm sure you can already guess. I miss you dearly and I wish I could speed things up but I know that all we can do is play the waiting game before seeing each other again.

Mystia smiled then and once the official birds were long gone, Mystia tied the private letter to Winter's leg and kissed the owl's forehead. "Be safe Winter. Let none catch you and fly with the winds in your favor." With a quick release, Winter was flying away to get to Cullen and Mystia frowned heavily. All she could do was hope and pray that Winter would make it safely back to Skyhold, to which the owl did as she screeched at Cullen who was walking back to his office with the papers of the names of the smugglers' names on it.

Cullen stopped for a brief moment and held out his free arm to allow Winter to land safely. He noticed the paper tied to the majestic creature's leg and nodded in understanding as he took her into his office, where she was swift to move to her newest perch that Mystia had managed to convince Cullen to put in his office for her. He waited until nightfall to open the more private letter and shook his head at what was written there. "Maker..." he sighed out as he looked at the now sleeping owl. "You are going to hate me, Winter." He told the creature as it slept peacefully. "But you are going to return to Ostwick first thing in the morning." With that, he began to plot out what was needed to get more information about what Mystia had discovered, and when she returned a week later (and had enjoyed a much-needed bath) she went to find him in his office. "The smugglers we interrogated gave up the Red Templars primary source of red lyrium, Inquisitor," he informed her quickly as he noted her hair down to let it dry. It's located in the Dales, near a town called Sahrina. Destroying the mine will cripple Samson's operations." He was pleased to tell her this information and she was just as grateful to hear it.

"Excellent work, Commander. I'll investigate the mine." She smiled at him as he became a bit flustered before recovering quickly.

"Destroying the Red Templars source of lyrium will be a loss Samson won't soon forget." He knew that she was pleased to deliver any kind of major blow to her enemy and it excited him in some small form to see her in such a mood as when she was in this type of mood, it meant that she was less like to become frustrated with those around her. Soon enough she was gone to the mine, but when she returned to Skyhold this time her once good mood had been replaced with a silent rage that sent almost everyone scattering to the winds. While she was busy with a few things to help quell her unyielding rage (such as dueling Bull in the training ring as the Qunari had insisted upon her doing so), Cullen read over the letters she had found in the mind and was soon in the same mindset as she was. When a full hour passed, he heard her come walking in and was swift to address her. "I've been reading the letters found in the mine." He said standing to look at her, the rage was still rolling off of her, but it wasn't as bad as before. "Samson is making Red Lyrium from people?!"