A/N: So I had a lot of fun with the last one, and I decided to do it again. 7 chapters this time, 7 drabbles per chapter.

Still don't own anything.

Each character's drabble is connected chapter to chapter (meaning, for example, that the Cousland is the same Cousland for all seven virtues), but none of the characters are interconnected.

1. Cousland

Elissa wanted him to understand. She couldn't leave the people of Redcliffe to defend against another undead horde, and as long as Isolde was alive Arl Eamon could produce another heir, one who could actually hold a title. But she knew Alistair would be angry, would blame her, damn her for not going to the Circle for help. She could only hope he didn't hate her, too.

2. Aeducan

Nobody looked happy when Duran let the son of the former Arl of Denerim out of his cell. He could have been wounded by their dark looks, but he instead shook his head and kept moving, vowing to talk to each of them individually later. Years entrenched in dwarven politics had taught him that winning did not mean he needed to keep everyone happy - and if he could win in his home, he was not going to lose on the surface.

3. Tabris

The Dalish will not be happy that I spared the werewolves, is all Darrian could think on the way back to camp. And yet even though he had spent his entire time trying to make them happy, to help the Dalish he had so admired as a young boy, simply killing the werewolves would have deprived him of more able bodies, indebted to him and therefore obligated to stop the Blight.

4. Amell

The Blight was an immediate problem. It would not wait for them to stop and clean out the Tower. They would need all the time they could get.

Daylen had Greagoir's promise for full Templar support in the army. The Right of Annulment would make sure there were no mages to distract from that pledge.

5. Mahariel

Alistair was furious, not that she could bring herself to care. Lyna hated that he would let her lead and then question her constantly, no doubt because she was an elf, and she hated being the only elf in the party, but more than both of those she knew that they could use a rogue that didn't use a bow. She sliced through the assassin's bonds with her hunting knife and lifted him to his feet, not flinching when he leered at her. It would be worth it, even if he was a flat-ear.

6. Brosca

"I can see your smallclothes twisting from here," Natia said, smirking at her fellow Grey Warden. She laughed at his embarrassed flush, and kept walking towards what she was pretty sure was a public building and not a house. When he tried to yell at her for "letting that merchant keep overcharging the refugees", she cut him off with a smile and a hip cock.

"Ally, listen," she said, ignoring his sputtering at the nickname. "We have a discount from him now. And now we can buy stuff for people that can't afford it! Everyone's happy."

7. Surana

Neria wanted to kill everyone, kill them all even for just being in the vicinity of the horror and just letting it happen to him. She wasn't usually this bloodthirsty, but hearing Cullen's broken confession from the inside of the cage snapped something within her. In the Harrowing Chamber, through the haze of hatred, she looked at Uldred, looked at the unaffected mages, and held the Litany of Adralla aloft, keeping as many as she could alive. She would need them for the Blight, but after that she couldn't make any promises.