Fated Inquisitor

Reads 104
Votes 6
Parts 2
Time 1h 27m

Reads 104
Votes 6
Parts 2
Time 1h 27m

Freak. Thing. Mistake. Herald. Inquisitor. Heretic. 
    
    Each was a title given to her, none of which she asked for. She didn't want to prove herself to anyone. Not to the humans, the elves, the Qunari, or the dwarfs. She cared not for the mages, the Templars, the Circle, or the Chantry. But now they look to her for guidance, much to her dismay.
    
    Her hand glows, the sky is torn open and demons now roam the land. And now she is in the very center of it all. Her allies are with her, fighting by her side. But who are they truly? Whether or not they are forthcoming with their own secrets and reasons for joining the fight, they are all she has. But are they there for her? Or the her that they wish for her to be?
    
    It will not be long until her secrets come to light. A past she kept hidden will be revealed. The shame and fear she had buried down will force its way into the open. Who will be there for her when it happens?
    
    Regardless of her desire to flee, she has a war to win. Though completely unprepared and terrified, she will do her best to rise to the challenge. The corrupted Magister will not take over the land that she calls home. She will fight tooth and nail with every once of her power to protect her friends, both new and old.  
    
    She has no other choice.
    
    ((READ THE TAGS! DON'T COMPLAIN IF I WRITE SOMETHING YOU DON'T LIKE. YOU HAVE BEEN FOREWARNED! Obviously it won't be just like the game. It's a FAN FICTION! My story. Will be sex. Swearing. And who knows what else.))
    ((I own none of the characters except for the Inquisitor character. And a few others. Enjoy!))All Rights Reserved

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Freak. Thing. Mistake. Herald. Inquisitor. Heretic.

Each was a title given to her, none of which she asked for. She didn't want to prove herself to anyone. Not to the humans, the elves, the Qunari, or the dwarfs. She cared not for the mages, the Templars, the Circle, or the Chantry. But now they look to her for guidance, much to her dismay.

Her hand glows, the sky is torn open and demons now roam the land. And now she is in the very center of it all. Her allies are with her, fighting by her side. But who are they truly? Whether or not they are forthcoming with their own secrets and reasons for joining the fight, they are all she has. But are they there for her? Or the her that they wish for her to be?

It will not be long until her secrets come to light. A past she kept hidden will be revealed. The shame and fear she had buried down will force its way into the open. Who will be there for her when it happens?

Regardless of her desire to flee, she has a war to win. Though completely unprepared and terrified, she will do her best to rise to the challenge. The corrupted Magister will not take over the land that she calls home. She will fight tooth and nail with every once of her power to protect her friends, both new and old.

She has no other choice.

((READ THE TAGS! DON'T COMPLAIN IF I WRITE SOMETHING YOU DON'T LIKE. YOU HAVE BEEN FOREWARNED! Obviously it won't be just like the game. It's a FAN FICTION! My story. Will be sex. Swearing. And who knows what else.))
((I own none of the characters except for the Inquisitor character. And a few others. Enjoy!))

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