They were halfway up the mountain when she felt a peculiar presence beside her.

"I can't hear you" a young man or what looked like a young man was walking next to her.

"Are you sure? I'm making enough noise walking in snow, too be heard." I replied back, although if he was what I thought he was I knew why he would have trouble hearing my thoughts. To spirits, ghosts, most specters really I was not there. To them I was just a blank space. The fact that he was actually talking to me was kind of weird actually. The only place these type of beings did this was when she went to the place between. And yes that was what it was called. The land between the living and the dead. The only place she would have been able to talk to family and friends, if they hadn't moved on to the land of the dead. Heaven or Hell, whatever they wanted to call it. To her it was the place she could not go.

"No, you are here, but you are not as well. I'm Cole, I came to help, but I can't hear you so I don't know how." He seemed to deflate like I had kicked his puppy or something.

"Sorry Cole, but sometimes there is no way to help. I am one of those that can't be helped like you would want. I am meant to do as you do really, help. Like you I am often called to kill, so that healing can begin, unlike you however I don't have the ability to see what a person needs to be helped. I kill that's what I'm called to do."

He seemed to think about that for a minute before he nodded his head, then with a small flash he was gone.

"Kids creepy" I heard from behind me. I turned to look, Iron Bull was walking there. I just laughed at him.

"Says the giant with horns on his head, who likes to sneak up on people." I grinned at him. Although I had been aware of his presence and I'm sure Cole had been too. That might have been why he had disappeared he knew he made Bull uneasy.

"So I hear you like to use weapons."

"Did a little birdie tell you that our do you have a crystal ball in which you could see?" I was teasing him, it was one of the things that we both enjoyed doing. Plus it had the added benefit of making a certain elf frown so disapprovingly. That's may be why she did it so often, plus she was sure Bull was aware that she was using him to get a reaction out of Solas.

"If I had something that could be used like that I sure as hell would not be using it to see if you liked to use weapons. I would have much better things to look at." He said with a huge grin on his face.

"You know it's nice to know that no matter where I go men are all the same. Give them a tool to look up anything and all of them still look for porn first." I said with a laugh. She remembered Ron trying to do that. Then she remembered Hermione smacking the back of his head. That led to the memory of telling the rest of the Weasley males about Ron's attempt only to see the sheepish looks on all their faces, even Percy's which was weird.

"Well, we are simple creatures by nature." He told me.

"Oh, I know it. I have often wondered at the sheer amount of bullshit men will dish out just to get into a lady's bed. To answer your question or rather your statement as it was not a question. Yes, I like weapons."

"How did that come to be? Most mages would not be able to last long in a fight like that."

"Well when I was a child I was often beaten by my family, so I would runway then when I was able to use magic I would enviably drop my "staff" leaving me defenseless so I learned to fight by other means. Then I found a dagger that was it love at first sight. I learned from everyone I could and learned from trial and error. Eventually I became good with them. When combined with my magic I became better. I would wipe out my opponents with ease, considering most of them were just magicals that relied on magic to much."

Iron Bull had left out a little growl when I told him about my family.

"Hey, its ok. I'm a better person for it, actually I could have turned out horrible trust me, I met the dude who let his childhood get to him. It did not end well for him." I gave him a pat on the shoulder before moving up to see what had captured everyone's attention.

Solas and the Herald were standing on a small hill looking down into a valley. So I went up to see what they were looking at. As I came up the Herald moved down the hill leaving Solas alone at the top.

When I got to the top I looked to see a castle nestled in the valley, it looked a little worse for wear, but it was defendable at least.

"Skyhold" Solas told me.

I looked at him it was one of those instant flashes where you just knew fate was fucking with you, but still I couldn't help but shiver at the possibilities. His voice was like velvet and I knew I was in trouble, but I was still me so.

"Mine's bigger" with that I walked down the hill and if I heard a small chuckle I'm sure it was just the wind.