Amarillis and Carver strolled around the market as their elder brother hunted down a new lead to get them out of low town. Carver stopped his sister every few feet to ask her what she thought about the armor, she always shook her head and stuck her tongue out in a grossed out look.

"Hey Carver! I think I got it. Come with me."

Carver looked up at he was called, growling as he patted his sisters shoulder and went to meet up with Aristide. Amarillis stayed in the market, looking at the robes and armors then moving to the necklaces. She shook her head at every male who held up something over decorated and shoved it in her face, smiling slightly as she readjusted the blades on her hips.

"So, this is your sister?"

She spun around quickly and almost fell over the dwarf as she stumbled a few feet every which way, her face covered with shock as her lips twisted to the side and she looked at her brothers, whom were laughing.

"Yes! That's her. Seems we managed to sneak up on her too!"

Amarillis huffed at her brother before looking back at the dwarf, bowing her head slightly.

"Sister, this is Varric. Bartrands brother. He is going to help us hire onto the expedition."

Amarillis gave a look of concern to her brother, shifting slightly uneasy as she folded her arms across her chest.

"Hey, it's either expedition, or Templar's."

She sighed and nodded slightly, looking back at the dwarf who had a cheeky grin on his face.

"So, why doesn't your sister say something? Cat got her tongue?"

Varric looked back at Aristide as Amarillis stuck her tongue out at the short man, a slight chuckle slipping past Aristides lips.

"No... On out journey here, we lost our sister. Amarillis spoke less and less as the weeks ticked by, now she doesn't speak at all."

"Ah... I'm, sorry."

Varric looked at Amarillis and smiled, she smiled back weakly. They stood in an awkward silence for a few moments before Aristides loud voice drew them out in a loud "HA!" as he took the lead and they made there way to the Hanged Man to speak more with Varric about their plan.

~~~~~ The Hanged Man ~~~~

"So, here's the thing. We need to find a way into the deep roads. Bartrand can lead us to the right place once we are down there, but we need a good entrance." The dwarf took to pacing in front of the fire place in the suit as Aristide pulled up a seat for his sister as they listened to the dwarf, Carver remaining leaned up against the back wall as Aristide leaned over the back of the chair his sister had seated in.

"Any entrance would do, wouldn't it? Unless there was a dragon sitting in it I suppose."

Aristide chuckled softly as Amarillis giggled, Varric smiled slightly before continuing to talk.

"We need an entrance that's close to our destination but isn't already plundered or filled with darkspawn. Fortunately, I've received some new information."

The dwarf pulled on his gloves to make sure they were on good, placing his hands on his hips.

"There's a Grey Warden in the city. Anyone knows how to get down there, it'll be him." Aristide chuckled softly before speaking again.

"Sounds like you have it all planned out Varric."

The dwarf laughed as he bowed.

"And that messere, is why I'm here. Supposedly the Grey Warden came in with some other Fereldan refugees not long ago. A lowtown women named Lirene has been helping Fereldan refugees. We talk to her, maybe we find where he is."

Amarillis looked over at Carver, smiling to him to try and reassure the young warrior.

"I'll keep after my other contacts. See if I can drum up any other work."

Amarillis got up from the seat, following after her brothers out. Varric coughed to get her attention as he followed them.

"Do you really chose not to speak?"

Amarillis glanced up at her brothers, only getting a glance from Carver and a shrug as her saving grace. She looked back to Varric, her shoulders coming up in a shrug as she looked away.

"Fine fine. Have it your way."

Amarillis sighed lightly as she fell back and walked behind the group, staying outside the buildings as her brothers spoke to people and finding information. She sat outside the clinic, resting on her knees as she listened in. She sighed softly as she rubbed her eyes, pausing as a soft noise caught her attention. Turning her head, a small black kitten was pawing at her leg, rolling around on it's back and swatting its paws at her. She giggled lightly, picking the small animal up and cradled the small creature, wiggling her fingers at it. The door to the clinic slammed open and almost hit her, jumping up as the kitten climbed on her shoulder. Amarillis grunted, as she growled, looking up at the person who almost hit her with the door. Her bright orbs meeting the darker brown of a honey haired male.

"Oh! I'm sorry. You're not hurt are you?"

Amarillis paused, opening her mouth but took it back as she looked away as her lips closed. The male stared at her, his head tilting slightly.

"Are we going Anders?"

The male looked over at the voice, Aristide coming out from the clinic doors.

"Ah yes. I just opened the door too quickly and wanted to make sure this women was alright... But, she seems to be ignoring me."

Aristide looked over and chuckled softly, walking to the women and gently placed his hands on her shoulders.

"You alright Ama?"

She looked up at her brother and nodded, smiling softly as the cat slid off her shoulder and into cupped hands ready to catch it on her chest.

"You... Know her?"

Aristide looked over his shoulder.

"Sister, this is Anders, the Grey Warden whom has the maps we need."

Anders looked shocked as Amarillis bowed her head to him, looking at the kitten in her hands as she looked up at her brother and smiled before he took the lead.

"It's nice to see some people can still be gentle."

Anders watched as Amarillis placed the kit in the pouch on her side, keeping her fingers inside for the kit to feel comfortable.

"My sister is very much unique."

Carver spoke up as he glanced at the mage staring at his sister.

"And she could rip you to pieces if you had the wrong idea." Carver grinned as Anders went a little pale, his eyes falling on the male.

"That so? But she looks so... Harmless."

Anders looked back at Amarillis, listening to the dwarf as they traveled at the back of the group. Smiling and laughing softly as the kitten crawled out from her pouch and onto her shoulder. Aristide paused in his step and looked at Anders.

"The most dangerous flowers are often then most beautiful. You do not wish to test my sister, healer. You will have bitten off more then you can chew."

"I knew you would come, Anders. I know you too well."

Anders walked up behind Karl, his face stricken with concern.

"What's wrong? Why are you talking like that?"

Karl looked over his shoulder before he turned around, Anders jaw dropping.

"I was too rebellious, I needed to be made example of."

"No!" Anders looked around with everyone as they heard foot steps, templars seeming to crawl out of every hole possible.

"No!" Amarillis looked back at Anders, taking a step back as his body seemed to start glowing, another step back as a loud crack came from him as he stood up, covered in glowing markings, his eyes glowing vibrant blue.

"You will never take another mage as you took him!"

Amarillis looked up at her brother, the mage grabbing his staff and growling softly as his arm went out in a protective form for his sister.

"This'll be fun..."

He smiled at his sister, her eyes narrowing slightly as she nodded, smiling as she drew the blades on her hips a soft barely noticeable glow emitting from the handles as she spun around and drove the blade into the first Templar neck she found. Her eyes darted around as she pulled her blade free, looking back to see Varric ridding of two more while her brother and the other mage burnt 3 others to a crisp. She looked around, spotting Carver taking one down but had another at his back, her heart jumped as her vision clouded a moment, seeing Bethany in his place for a split second.

"Carver!"

She screamed his name, his eyes shooting up as the Templar fell hearing his name. Aristide looked up hearing her voice, his eyes narrowing as he saw her sprinting for Carver. It took only seconds, Carver stumbled forward and land on his side seeing the Templar behind him with blade in hand and raised, his sister running in front and jabbing her blades into the Templar's gut.

"Amarillis!"

She turned and looked at her brothers, Aristide running up behind them, Varric following.

"Are you alright?!"

She looked down at her side as Aristide looked at it and gently touched the red spot, she nodded but Carver got up and took her arm and supported her weight as she looked like she was about to fall over.

"Anders... What did you do?"

They all looked over at Karl, Anders standing in front of him and frowning as he sighed lightly. Aristide held up his hands telling his younger siblings to stay where they were, running over to Anders was with Karl. They continued talking, not very clear to the others. After a moment, Aristide ran back and took Amarillis from Carver, picking her up cradled as he carried her down the steps and out of the Chantry, the others in tow.