"No, please! I haven't done anything wrong."

The cries of a young girl echo through the hallow caves, vibrating off all the walls. The four watch in horror at the scene before them, a bald Templar harassing a young girl, mage from the looks of her robes.

"That's a lie, what do we do to mages who lie?"

The bald man states coldly, his voice void of any emotion as he looks down at the young mage before him. Icy blue eyes looking the young girl over.

"I just wanted to see my mum! No one ever told her where they were taking me."

Soft tears trail down the young woman's face, acknowledgment present within her eyes. A strong flame of righteousness sparks within Anders, a blue hue surrounds the young mage. Blue lightning dancing off his skin, the power can be felt by those standing next to him. In awe somewhat staring at the scene unfolding in front of them.

"No..."

He softly whispers to no one in particular.

"No.. this is their place... we can not..."

A broken sadistic grin erupts onto the bald mans face, his voice filled with humor as in a teasing, condescending tone replies to the young woman's pleas.

"So you admit your attempted escape? You know what happens to mage girls who don't toe the line around here, don't you?"

"Please, no!"

She screams pleadingly at the man, his eye filled with smug hatred, looking down at her horrified hazelnut eyes.

"Don't make me tranquil, I'll do anything!"

Another grin.

"That's right, once you're tranquil you'll do anything I ask"

A deep voice not far off the exchange, one unlike the mages' was produced by young Anders.

"You fiends will never touch a mage again!"

The templars look to the apostate mage, whom was so filled with pure vengeance. Crying for justice for this young woman, for all mages. For Revenge.

An all our war broke out in the small enclave of the area, the fellow templars standing beside the bald one, unsheathing their steel weapons and charged at the small group of four. With a fast reaction the small group joined in arming themselves and prepared for a seemingly hard battle. The Templar holding the other woman up quickly drops her to the ground to join the fray, clangs and clashing pf parry and weapons hitting metal rings throughout the cave.

The blue light of Anders can be seen far from the general fight, throwing lightning from his staff, as he focus fires a Templar directly in front of him, another slowly makes his way behind Anders prepared to cut the mage down. As swiftly as the Templar arrived and ready to do his bidding, he quickly found he was unable to move his arms. The glyphs on the ground lighting up beneath Anders' feet, and the feeling of a sword dancing across his neck in one stroke. His head slowly falls to the floor, wide eyed staring at the mage, Anders shoots a quick grin at Arthur, then continues with his new found friend Templar.

Isabella's trustworthy blades make quick work of many of the Templar's trying to remove her from the situation at hand, their guts, fingers and blood flying through the battle zone. Varric pushes crossbow bolts into unsuspecting Templar's brains, taken unaware, the bodies drop, however not without inflicting some sort of damage on the small group of four. Sir Alrik, looks to the four intruders, and back at his captives. However finding the supposedly unconscious one missing, a frown sets upon his features, gazing back at the four concern riddled on his face.

Taking a few steps towards the group, preparing for a short battle, they watch him intently each making up their own strategy for what is to be done with him. When suddenly two swords and their points shoot out from his heart and a few centimeters to the right. Blood begins to pour out of these new wounds, Alrik looks to the roof of the cave and makes wheezing gasps before finally going limp against the assailant.

The young woman behind Sir Alrik roughly kicks his unresponsive body off her swords, and begins to clean them off with a rag. Her bright green eyes look up at Anders and his friends, a sly smile touching her face. She sheaths her weapons and jumps into a hug with Anders, eying up his companions.

Behind Anders stood a fairly average height dusky brunette, unafraid to show off her assets. Whilst going with a dress that barely covers her legs, and boots only just able to get pasted her knees, her built is one of graceful agility rather than brute strength. A shorter stubbier man stands next to the exotic beauty, his strawberry blonde hair kept immaculately despite the earlier confrontation. A crossbow sheathed to his back, seems to easily be drawn at any given time. His chest hair buys her gaze and she can't help but grin a bit at the sight. Then lastly her gaze falls upon the muscular young man, with dirty blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes she had ever seen, he was handsome in a rough, farm boy way and Elissa can't help but blush under his gaze.

She returns to Anders, and steps out of their friendly embrace, noticing the blue now after the heat of the battle.

"They will die! I will have every last Templar for these abuses!"

Elissa firmly grasps Anders' shoulder.

"It's over Anders, they're all dead"

"Every last one of them will feel justices burn!"

He softly glares back at his commander.

"Get away from me, demon!"

The young girl shrieks. Anders' gaze turns back to the girl, with the horrified look on her face.

"I am no demon! Are you one of them, that you would call me such?"

"Justice! Stand down!"

The commanders remark echos.

"She is theirs, I can feel their hold on her"

He tries desperately.

"Justice"

She growls, the blue hue surrounding Anders slowly dissipates leaving the Blondie staring at his Commander with a little fear, he pushes past her and mumbles.

"I've got to get out of here" And leaves her with his new found friends. She looks up at them and softly smiles, finding her hand in front of the grinning blonde man. He takes his hand in hers, and brings it up to his lips softly kissing her knuckles. And with a wink releases her hand of his grasp, another blush threatens her face as she attempts to fight the feeling down, and softly nods at the other two.

"Pleasure to meet you, I am Warden Elissa."