I can't help but feel some suspicion towards the notes in my journal. Maybe the demon somehow stored a piece of his power in the writing. I shared minds with a demon, or their was some connection I don't know. Maybe he intended to use me as the next Niall.

Poor man. The demon had been feeding off him to sustain his nightmares. I took Niall for something of a coward. But now I realize he had little strength left to give. His faith in me gave me the last of it. I promised both him and myself that I would save his circle. That gave Niall peace in the end.

We took the Litany off Niall's body and moved on. Nobody said a word about what had happened inside the fade. They seemed weary of each other, as if we'd all seen one another naked. I reminded everyone that we were going to win and clasped their hands that did away with the awkwardness.

I thought the fade had prepared me for any enemy I might face in this tower of horrors. That was when the Dragonlings attacked. Dragonlings! Wyne said they'd brought some eggs to the Circle for research and they must have escaped in the chaos. Leliana said she wished we could have kept one as a pet. I dusted off my flame scared armor and told her she'd have to feed it. The point was taken. But Leliana demanded it be put on record that she wanted a pet of some kind.

Alistair walked up to me and whispered. "I remember." I dreaded that we'd done something in the fade that I'd forgotten about but apparently he was referring to his templar training. Something in there or the tower had awakened his abilities. It seems very traumatizing.

We fought through the abominations to find a Templar, Cullen, imprisoned in a field of magic. The apostates had been torturing him. He was delirious and starved of food and drink. He initially believed us to be blood mages. When he found out we weren't visions he demanded we kill them. He claimed he was thinking about risk, but it seemed he still had the deaths of his friends and his torture in his mind. Not that I blamed him. If you had asked me about anything in the day after Howe's slaughter I wouldn't have given you a coherent answer.

The top of the tower was a scene of horrors. Uldred had the mages bound and was torturing them with some sort of lightning until they accepted his "gift" of being possessed.

The air reeked of dried blood and strewn guts.

Uldred was a bald man with a creepy voice. He believed abominations were the end stage of a mage. Something glorious, He believed he was both Uldred and something more than Uldred. Irving and some of the others resisted possession, much to Uldred's great annoyance.

He offered his gift to me, which I naturally declined.

He turned into an enormous demon of pride. After me and Alistair killed his abominations he tried to make more and I had to use the litany to prevent that. It felt just like in the fade, a word of power coursed through my veins and wam, the void cursed spell faded. I asked Wyne if that was how magic felt and she laughed and said it was close enough.

When the demon was near death it seemed fixated on Wyne and tried to chase after her, making it all the more easy for us to nip at it's heels. For all his claims to be something more Uldred possessed the same old jealousy towards a mage who was objectively greater than him. In the end the demon fell, Alistair taking the kill this time. We helped the injured, including the first enchanter to their feet and headed towards the door.

Nobody said a word as we descended through the tower's corpse strewn depths. We were like men on their way to a hanging.

Gregor seemed genuinely surprised and relieved that Irving was still alive. Wynne later told me they are friends. I suppose next Griffon will come home with a nice Cat girlfriend.

Cullen had also made his way down and was begging the Knight Commander to enter the tower and initiate the right of annulment immediately, when we showed up. The Knight commander, naturally, brushed his demands aside. I hope Cullen finds peace and is able to realize the terrible things he might have made happen.

The First Enchanter agreed to join our fight against the blight and to follow us to Redcliffe to treat Conner. The other thing I asked from them was any books pertaining to the Witch of the Wild Flemeth, she knows more than she lets on and it might be of value.

Wynne was given leave to follow us. I accepted her help without a shadow of a doubt.

The First Enchanter and some of the other Mages will follow us to Redcliffe to help deal with Conner's situation. It seems my high risk gamble paid off, for now.

We rest in the tower before pressing on tomorrow. The mages were mostly focused on the critically injured but some of the Chantry sister's were kind enough to treat our bruns. While we were stripped down to our underclothes I gazed upon Alistair's chiseled muscles. I told him he looked handsome. He said I was beautiful We both laughed. I think an acknowledgement passed between us. He is such a sweet man.

Autor's note: Finally done with the Circle of Magi. Please review. When I first played Dragon Age I kept getting lost and wandering around hopelessly. I know this is one of the most hated levels in the game but I for one actually liked it. Their is no better way to convey the nature of the fade than to make a frustrating level where you die again and again and can't find your way around. Thanks Bioware ;)