Sitting on the ledge of the balcony of her quarters Tama closed her eyes and let the sounds of the start of another day surround her. It had taken her quite sometime to get used to the usual sounds of Skyhold but it had only taken her a few weeks to be able to tell each individual sound from another.

Losing herself to her thoughts she sat letting the soft rays of the rising sun kiss her skin, it seemed another day had dawned at Skyhold. Watching as her breath appeared and disappeared in front of her she turned around and began her day.

It still took her by surprise that she was now the leader of what any outsider would think was a band of misfits. Of course what else would anyone think, there was practically every kind of civilized species living in Skyhold, and somehow they weren't at each other's throats.

Tama gazed into the mirror, her skin had become a lighter shade of grey, no doubt from her being dragged through The Stormed Coast, bogs and other depressing parts of Thedas. Scrunching her nose she grabbed the velvet hair tie and loosely placed her white long hair into an untidy bun on the top of her head.

Grabbing her small coat she headed down to her normal meeting place. Skyhold was still waking up, thankfully only a few people stopped her to say something while others just nodded their appreciation. It didn't take her long to reach the enclosed garden of Skyhold, after all when you were a head taller than most people it only took you nearly half the time to reach your destination.

"Morning Tama!" a small voice spoke from one of the benches, she couldn't help but give a small smile.

"Hello little one. I see you made it down by yourself"

"Of course."

Tama watched as the small child hobbled over to her and embraced her leg, crouching down she couldn't help but smile while brushing some of the child's untidy hair from his eyes.

"So what have we got planned for today." she enquired while grabbing the boy under his small shoulders and balancing him on her hip.

"Mother Gisele says we need some more elfroot."

Nodding Tama and her small companion made their way to the small makeshift garden she had begun after arriving at Skyhold. Placing the child down she watched as the child struggled to go down to his knees, she could not help but frown. Placing herself next to him they began their practiced work gathering some elfroot. She would never admit it, but she detested the stuff, the smell, the texture it was horrible, but if it allowed her to spend time with the child she did not mind.

Chuckling to himself the small dwarf sat and watched the qunari inquisitor entertain the small crippled boy. All of the rest of skyhold had come to the conclusion that Tama (as she called herself) did not know how to smile, had no sense of humor and god forbid any hobbies, all in all a typical qunari. However if it hadn't been for his late night game of wicked grace with a certain tevinter mage he wouldn't have stumbled across a smiling inquisitor and a very dirty child. Varric rubbed his stumble in thought, he had seen the small kid hobbling around Skyhold but never had he seen any parents. He had to admit his curiosity was peaked after all was it all it took for the uptight leader of their group to relax was a small kid and it seemed a bunch of elfroot.

Both had been silently working, Tama enjoyed the silence and the feeling of fresh earth between her fingers, it had always amazed her how something as small as a seed could grow into a prosperous crop. Sitting back on her feet she watched the small child work his way through the elfroot, she couldn't resist the urge to tuck his unruly hair behind his small human ear.

From the first time she had seen the small boy shivering in the snow at Haven she had taken it upon herself to care and educate the boy, after all this was her place, this was where she was needed, there was no need to stray further from the path she was given.

"Tama?"

"Yes little one?" she answered slowly gathering the elfroot they had picked. Soon the garden will become busy with people and she detested crowds but also the chantry brothers and sisters that somehow found a way to project their andrastian views upon the whole garden.

"Why don't you speak to the other Qunari? Is he bad?"

She grimaced inside but kept her face cool and collected, "It is not that he is bad child, just …" she tried looking for the words while helping the boy stand, "He and I do not get on."

The boy nodded accepting her small white lie, however the truth was a whole different story. They had been requested to the Storm Coast by The Chargers little did she know at the time that there standing on the beach, grinning like a fool after slaying a number of Tevinters was another Qunari. At first he seemed normal, his group of men seemed loyal to the big Qalabawhen out of the blue he had announced he was Ben Hassrath. Tama immediately reigned ignorance, it was all she needed to have a spy watching her every move (well another spy). After a somewhat short debate with her companions she had accepted The Iron Bull and his chargers into the Inquisition, however since then she kept her guard up there was no way she would let him or anyone find her true name or calling.

Dragging herself from her paranoid thoughts she patted the boy's head "Have you eaten?"

A firm shaking of his head confirmed her query.

"Well then you shall join me for breakfast little one." She smiled opening the door to her quarters, after all she needed a distraction from all the stupid paperwork that seemed to suddenly appear on her desk and she had a feeling it was down to a very well connected Antivan.