Shartan walked down the streets of Val Royeaux gazing around him with contempt, he made a point to avoid all lands that had once been part of the dales since it fell to human hands. The sight of these buildings sickened him, Shartan did not care about the rest of the world but the reason Andraste had given his armies of elves the dales was that the land had once been the territory that he governed at the height of his power. It saddened him to see his warriors' children treated this cruelly.
"Shit prongs if you glare much harder those buildings will burst into flames." Varric snarked.
"Good then maybe these foul shem will leave and give the land back to it's true rulers or just back to me I don't care which!" he snarled his mood was foul even with having been making love to Cassandra every night.
"Whoa prongs what is with the hate?" Varric asked shocked.
"Shartan once ruled these lands master tethras, when he ruled during our time the cities were grown not built, every house was a tree magically grown into shape. Also, this is land that the chantry stole from his children after he fought to free the land from human rule before." Solas responded for Shartan who was still forcing his face into a blank mask.
"I am sorry that you must do this my love but we need to stop the chantry from dividing the people even more." Cassandra said.
"They do not divide the people they divide the other races not elves we know the true path is banding together no matter the faith." He snarled as he stalked forward leaving a very shocked Seeker and Varric behind.
Cassandra walked beside Shartan as they pushed their way through the crowds, she was worried for her soulmate as every second they were here the harsher and crueler he became. She had seen what the cities here had looked like both in the time of the dales and in the time of the elven empire through the fade and even she felt sick at the sight of the buildings here that had none of the beauty that the elves had made when they ruled. She heard the chantry mother yelling and ranting trying make the crowd turn away from the inquisition, she felt her anger rising as they had come to speak peacefully no to gather power like these old crones!
"The maker would not send an elven mage to us in our hour of need, I name this mage a false herald!" She screamed pointing at Shartan, Cassandra was about to start yelling right back when her soulmate smiled pleasantly and stepped out of the crowd and spoke magic carrying his voice far.
"Really you claim to know the maker's intentions so well? How many here have spent the last two decades living within sight of the resting place of Andraste's ashes, How many of you spent the day of fire in prayer kneeling in front of the ashes. How many of you have spent year debating philosophy with the spirits that guard the ashes? I have served the maker for years by guarding the ashes, and I will seal the breach and find those who dared to use the resting place of my lady to bring chaos to the world! I simply ask that those of the world stand together against this threat, I have the key to sealing the breach but just as her lady Andraste needed her armies to do the maker's work I need the help of everyone from every walk of life from the lowest slave to the highest king to seal the breach and bring those who destroyed the temple to justice. I ask you people not to help for my sake or yours but for your fellows, Dwarves, elves, Qunari humans it matters not who you are what matters is what you do!" Shartan turned to the crowd and opened his arms.
"Will you stand by and live in fear of what has happened and let the monsters who defiled the temple and killed countless souls seeking peace revel there work or will you stand against them and fight back, it matters not what your role is! Humble baker or brave warrior ever soul no matter your lot in life can bring aid to the inquisition and aid us in sealing the breach and restoring a world gone mad and lead it into a new age of peace!" Shartan cried and Cassandra saw many of the crowd who had looked afraid at the start of his speak now had a fire in their eyes and they were standing tall.
Varric saw the Lord Seeker emerge from the crowd just as an awed silence fell after Prong's speech, the chantry mother saw this as well it seemed as she started spouting about how the Templars were going to save them from the monster that was prongs. Varric saw the Lord Seeker give a nod making a Templar move to strike the mother but before it could connect something strange happened, the Templar fell backwards with a great sword through his chest. A new kind of silence fell as every eye in the square fell onto the elven mage standing there his great sword no longer in his sheath.
"I know that the Templars have taken a greater leave of their sense than normal but still even I know that to strike a chantry mother is wrong, even more so if you swore to protect the chantry and its belief, now correct me if am wrong but Templars who break their vows in that fashion are punished with death right?" Varric felt a shiver at how happy Prongs sounded like he was talking about what kind of wine he like not discussing killing a Templar.
Shartan hopped up on to the stage and stepped on the dead Templar grabbing the hilt of his sword and pulling it out, he turned and reached out and ripped off the Lord Seeker's arm band using to clean the blood off his sword before tossing it into the face of the lord.
"I commander takes responsibility for his underling's actions, so I thank you for offering me your arm band to clean up after your underling got my blade dirty." Shartan turned to the other warriors standing watching the two leaders face off. "Those who wish to follow a leader that is not a envy demon and is actually a real person follow us, those who wish to follow a demon take you human skin wearing demon and leave. I will not allow a demon to walk the streets of elven land." With that prongs stepped off the stage and walked away.
Varric and the others jogged to catch up as the lord seeker turned red and stormed off, Prongs paused to receive and message and pick up an arrow that landed at his feet. Cassandra pulled Shartan into an alley before pinning him to a wall.
"ghi'myelan if you are wanting to do it here I am game but I did not know you got off have Varric watch, but if you want to go at it Solas will have to leave as I have problems performing while a dog watches!" Cassandra flushed red and Varric smirked at that.
"Why did you call the lord seeker at Demon?" the seeker asked.
"Because that was not the lord seeker that was an envy demon, I would guess that the lord seeker has been replaced for some time." Varric felt his blood run cold, if a seeker could be replaced who else could.
"How did you know?" Varric asked and it was Chuckles who answered as Shartan seemed more interested in flipping the positions between him and the seeker.
"Shartan and I are dreamers so we can sense the presence of a demon."
"Right and now that is cleared up lets go find these red messages then get ready for a party, they better have those tiny cakes otherwise I am burning the capital down as they are the only good thing to ever come out of these lands after the shem ruined them." Shartan said dragging the seeker along with him towards the docks. while Solas and Varric headed to the upper markets