Leliana's scouts had set up a camp in Crestwood, and Scout Harding sent a report back that a rift appeared to have formed beneath its huge lake, which could possibly be the reason that demons and undead plagued the region. And of course Grey Warden Stroud had to be in Crestwood of all places.

Ellana'ra sighed as she walked up the stairs to the library. With the first camp set up in the region, it was time to set off. At the top of the stairs she found Garrett sitting at one of the wooden desks and writing something. She walked over and looked over his shoulder. "What are you writing, Champion?"

Garrett jumped in his seat, startled, and knocked over the ink bottle, all at once. The ink spilled onto his pants. "Oh! Inquisitor–darn. There it goes." He grabbed a parchment and tried to wipe the ink off his pants but he was only smearing it further. "I was just, uh, writing some letters to my friends in Kirkwall."

"Oh halla poo!" Ellana'ra quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket and helped to wipe the ink off Garrett's pants. Frustrated that she was also smearing it further, she wiped it harder, hoping to absorb more ink into her handkerchief. Unaware that eventually she was wiping around Garrett's crotch area.

"Uh-uuuh... I think I can... OOOOH" Garrett tried to lean back from her hard wiping on his sensitive area and fell off the chair. He inadvertently pulled Ellana'ra down with him.

"AHHHHHH!" Ellana'ra landed on Garrett, with her nose touching his. Her mind went all blank and she stared at him, stunned like a vegetable.

Garrett's eyes widened in shock of how close their faces were. "Uh... are you... you alright, Inquisitor?"

"I... I think... I think I'm alright... I guess... You? " Ellana'ra could feel intense heat emitting from her face.

"Oh, I'm good! I mean I'm fine! Alright!" Garrett exhaled and chuckled bashfully. "Really. It's uh... not everyday I get to dirty my pants and manage to get the Inquisitor on top of me. Quite the feat I must say!"

"Oh! S-Sorry!" Ellana'ra pushed herself off Garrett's chest abruptly and ended up straddling him on his waist. Garrett whimpered at the sudden pressure shifted to his crotch. "Right! Well. You can get off anytime now. Get up! Up, I mean. Off me! Anytime."

"O-Of course!" Ellana'ra jumped up from him immediately and offered him a hand to pull him up. Garrett scratched the back of his neck as he lifted up the chair and put it back against the desk. "You were... uh... looking for me, Inquisitor?"

"Ah! Yes I am!" Ellana'ra suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit. "Scout Harding has already set up a camp at Crestwood."

"Then we shouldn't waste anymore time... " Garrett spotted an ink smear on Ellana'ra's nose and he lifted her chin with one hand and rubbed off the ink with his other thumb without much thinking. Until he noticed the elf had frozen with a very red face. Then the color spread itself onto the Champion's face. "I... uh... I should get ready then! Grab my staff from my room!"

"Yes! Good idea! Me too!" Ellana'ra chuckled awkwardly and ran down the stairs with a very fast heartbeat. Probably as fast as the Champion's.

At Crestwood, Ellana'ra and her team captured the fort Caer Bronach for the Inquisition, drained the lake and closed the rift that was responsible for the demons and undead, and exposed the mayor's past crime of flooding Old Crestwood. By the time they met up with Stroud, together with Garrett, the Grey Wardens had already moved to a Tevinter ritual tower at the Western Approach.

When the team rushed over to the ritual tower, a Venatori magister Erimond had already started the ritual. To their horror, the magister had managed to convince Warden Commander Clarel to transform the order into a demon army in order to enter the Deep Roads and fight the darkspawn, kill the Old Gods, to prevent any future Blight. It was a desperate act by the Warden Commander after Corypheus had influenced them and made them believe they were hearing their callings. Erimond tried to kill Ellana'ra for the anchor, but was defeated by the team instead and fled towards the Adamant Fortress, an old abandoned Grey Wardens fortress.

The team decided to return to Skyhold to discuss their assault options on the Adamant Fortress. While they waited for Lady Seryl's trebuchet to be delivered, Garrett asked Ellana'ra out for a drink at the tavern. It did not take long for a drink to turn into a couple.

"Hey Inquisitor, what do you get if you fry a nug?" Garrett asked before taking a large gulp from his ale. Ellana'ra took a large gulp from her own and furrowed her brows. "What?"

"You get a nugget!" The Champion laughed heartily and finished the last drop in his tankard.

"Is that even a word?! I think you're drunk!"

"No I'm not! You are! You can't even guess a simple riddle!"

"Pffft! I'm sure there's no such word! You just made it up!"

Eventually the duo decided they had enough drinks and Garrett walked Ellana'ra up to her quarters. Holding onto each other, they stumbled up the long flight of stairs. Once they reached the room, Garrett whistled loudly. "Wow! Your people really stop at nothing to make the Inquisitor's quarters looks grand! Look at that bed!" He dived onto the bed and landed on his back, giggling hysterically.

Ellana'ra followed Garrett and jumped onto the bed, lying next to him and giggled just as hysterically. "I don't know! Don't care! Josephine designed the room. But the bed is good! Big and soft!" Garrett draped his arm around her shoulder and laughed. "Just like me!" Ellana'ra snuggled against him and punched his stomach lightly "Yeah! Like a bear!"

"You're pretty dainty. Tiny tiny little elf!"

"And you're hairy. Mister big hairy bear!"

"Oh I know you like my beard, Inquisitor!" Garrett laughed and nuzzled her neck. Ellana'ra wiggled her head and giggled. "Itchy!" Then Garrett held Ellana'ra's face in his hands and leaned in to kiss her lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. He fumbled with the many buttons on her long sleeve shirt and mumbled into the kiss "So many buttons..." She giggled and broke the kiss to unbutton and remove her top and bra. Garrett wasted no time and removed his own shirt and tunic.

Garrett pulled Ellana'ra into his embrace and continued the kiss. She whimpered as his hand ran down her collarbone and over her breast. She felt herself burning under his touches and she needed more. Garrett groaned softly and muttered into the kiss "It's getting tight down there..." She purred and unbuckled his belt and pants in response and slid her hand in. He gasped and shuddered when she found him.

"Hmm... so this is how it felt like... " Ellana'ra giggled as she moved her fingers around him.

"Yes. Not quite as delicate as a staff, or as hardy as a dagger or sword. Ha. Hardy!" Garrett was getting more aroused as Ellana'ra continued her "exploration". He removed his pants quickly followed by hers and her smalls. It was Ellana'ra's turn to gasp as Garrett felt her wetness. "Good to know I'm not the only one getting excited here." The Champion smirked.

Gently, Garrett lay on top of Ellana'ra, pressing his naked flesh against hers and claiming her lips once again. His hand moved down her body, and Ellana'ra moaned loudly as he slid his finger between her thighs. Her breath quickened as he sped up and her body writhed as she felt herself nearing the edge. She tightened her grip on Garrett's shoulders, and he looked into her eyes and asked "Should we, Inquisitor?"

Ellana'ra nodded and Garrett shifted himself between her thighs. She screamed as he rolled his hips, thrusting inside her, filling her. He let out strangled groans, as he thrust into her again and again, faster and faster. Ellana'ra dug her nails into his shoulder blades, her head hung back as Garrett brought her relentlessly towards release. Finally she clung onto him for her dear life as her orgasm washed through her, her cries echoed in her quarters.

When both of their heartbeat slowed down eventually, Garrett lay next to Ellana'ra and placed her head on his chest as he embraced her. Exhausted, both of them fell asleep quickly.