( If my Hawke and Inquisitor actually got to know each other and spend a day just talking about life. )

Julia Hawke wasn't like most hero's you'd expect from a book. In the," Tale of the Champion," Varric made her seem different then who she really was. I pictured a woman with strength able to tore the horns off an ogre and enough courage that she'd face an army single handly. The woman in front of me was not that.

She was skinny yet fit, her curly brown hair cut short and her white colored eyes not actually being able to burn your skull with one glance. Her skin was a gentle ivory and her face paint was across the bridge of her nose, the color of it being as red as blood. Julia's smirk seemed to come natural to her, a smile rare. She looked mischevious and had a light in her eyes you would see in a child.

" You know, you aren't like how Varric makes you seem in your tale." I said before taking a sip from the bottle of wine in my hand.

Julia chuckled.

" Sorry if I fail to impress, Varric tends to over exaggerate certain things." She took the bottle and took a lengthy sip, wiping her lips with the back of her hand before continuing," I'm just as normal as anyone."

I smiled and studied the woman before speaking

" We all want everyone to see that, sadly it's not that easy..." I said," I wish people would see me as one of them. Not just the Inquisitor."

" Oh believe me, took a while to get used to everyone referring to me as ,'The Champion,' . I got used to it and now it has no meaning." Julia looked off into the distance," The title now haunts me."

She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck, taking another sip from the bottle before handing it to me. The woman looked exhausted, I could only wonder how much she had on her mind right now.

" So, brave oh mighty Inquisitor, Varric tells me you're a mage." Julia smirked," What kind of spells do you have up your sleeve?"

" Nothing really extravagant. I prefer using ice and lighting. I can heal a bit also and oh! I'm a necromancer.'' I replied.

" Seems we share the same abilities, well except the whole undead thingy. I'm more of a healer," Julia began," But hey, whatever floats your boat!"

I took a sip of wine and looked up at the sky, seeing the sun beginning to set and the skies once blue color turn into many shades of oranges, purples, and pinks.

" Remember, always take whatever happiness you can find during these times," Julia began to stand from the spot she was sitting in," Trust me, if I didn't find Anders I'd probably be gloomy and broody, despite him blowing up the Chantry. Ugh, the thought makes me shudder."

I giggled and nodded.

" I understand, and I will." I said, standing as well," Where are you heading?"

" Talk to Varric than head to bed, long trek to Crestwood. " Julia smiled kindly at me," Have a good night, Zaria."

" And you, Julia."